I'm sorry, my PC doesn't let me access this site sometimes I don't know why. I am so sorry. -- The Wolf's Forest

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Date Posted: 16:43:46 07/14/00 Fri
Author: :::SilentNight:::
Subject: I'm sorry, my PC doesn't let me access this site sometimes I don't know why. I am so sorry.

:::SilentNight limps back to his mate and pups, gaunt and thin, and missing two toes on his right forepaw. A mere shadow of the handsome wolf he was before, he licks Storm Call gently and barks softly. Gently taking the scruff of her neck in his teeth he drags her into the den. One by one he carries each pup to his den, then sets off to hunt. He falls down and sleeps as he watches a caribou bleeding profusely from a gunshot wound. When he awakes, the magnificent beast has fallen, and he takes the rest of the day to drag it back to the den. He falls asleep, to tired to eat, and finds some of the meat gone when he awakes. He licks his mate in apology, for he had been hunting and was caught in a trap. The trapper came down with flu and didn't check the traps for a while. He was caught by his forepaw and became thin until he gnawed of two of his toes to escape. Then he came back here. He whimpers, wondering if he can ever be forgiven for not being here to protect her from the tornado. He lays his head across her neck, whining softly.:::

BlackSoul wakes up after the horrible and ordeal and stands, but his leg is trapped beneath a log. Emotionless expression present on his impressionable face, he waits patiently, enduring the pain, and whines softly when his father comes to rescue him. He gazes up at Silent with a trusting face upturned and allows himself to be carried to the den. He lies down between Storm Call's paws and watches his mother with infinite patience.

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That happens alot with this site *kicks computer* Stupid site. -- Storm Call, 07:54:06 07/15/00 Sat
- *lol* your site's not stupid, it's very good, just our computers I guess :) -- :::SilentNight:::, 23:01:31 07/15/00 Sat
  - Thanks, I wish it could be as good as Northern Exposure, but it will probably never get there. -- <font color="silver"> Storm Call, 08:17:05 07/16/00 Sun
    - It might take awhile, but I'm sure it can... -- :::SilentNight:::, 18:54:22 07/17/00 Mon
      - Thanks that makes me feel alot better -*sarcasim* -- Storm Call, 14:27:24 07/18/00 Tue
        I mean it!!! -- :::SilentNight::, 16:20:58 07/19/00 Wed
        Re: I mean it!!! -- Storm Calls Player, 18:55:11 07/21/00 Fri
        Inside -- :::SilentNight:::, 20:55:22 07/21/00 Fri