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the wolfess pads lightly in, following silver's call. emeralds widening at the wolf's state, she noticed the small pup, near her own size, cuddled at his chest. she too, only about seven months old, walked over to him, a small whine coming out of her throat. nodding to silver with a small smile, she said
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... "...riere...? wake up..." ...
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steps back, brown fur rustling slightly in the breeze as green optics stare concerned at the two
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the fearless never fall
they are only set back
until given their wings
proving they can fly
making them who they are
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sometimes you just have to take that leap
and build your wings on the way down
-avaquet-
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