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his real name unknown but around here they call him strider |
he beast sat upon a stump of a fallen tree, his long winter fuzz growing in in matts, but still his bright golden eyes glowed from under his dark hue. a soft call was emmited to the heavens a call for the nights ears, a call for ebony, his best of friends. thorns pricked as he serched for the sounds of she, his mug frozen, he was unable to smell her. Another call emmited, this time a bit louder, he wished to tell her what has happened. his playfull eyes glowing brightly through the snow. unable to find her, he apeared to slump over, he looked around one last time befor he layed himself on the tree stump in the snow, dial a'top his paws, 5th apendage over his face, thorns pricked, taking a thrashing from the cool harsh winds of the winter, still listening for the sounds of she. |
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