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Date Posted: 20:39:25 12/13/02 Fri
Author: Sonora
Subject: Well, I've never really had any friends, and wolves never paid much attention where I lived, so I consider myself one of the Lones.
In reply to: Demon Dweller 's message, "Lone..u?" on 17:29:39 12/13/02 Fri

But there are sometimes when I wish I had a pack, one that would care for me. But, that's a dream. *she stared at him when he told her about how he became lone* Why would a mother ever do something like that? Of course, my mother left me at a young age also, but not in the same way. I was the only one in my litter that survived that winter. When my parents heard a moose, they went out to hunt it down with my older brother and sister. It was weak, and it came down easily. I ran to it-I had already tasted meat and was eager to taste it again. *she stopped, a tear streaking down her face.* A bear smelled the moose also and watched my family kill it. When he saw me going to eat it, he charged, hoping my partent would be to worn out to save me and the carcass. He was wrong. They jumped at him. He crushed my father. My brother ran and took me away. The bear saw me getting away. I was like an appetizer to him-meaty and delishious(Sp?). HE ran after me. *her voice was now a whimper* My mother jumped at him. Her blood was raging-he had killed her mate and now he wanted her pup? She bit his neck, hard. My sister ran in and helped finish him off, but not before he had done his last. He bit my mother, and she died bleeding to death. And I saw it all. *she stopped, took a deep breath, and continued.* My siblings took care of me after that. We stayed together, until I grew old enough to fend for myself. They wanted mates. We meet every so often, but not as much as before.

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