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Date Posted: 16:53:02 09/25/02 Wed
Author: Luna
Subject: Public Enemy Number 1

Luna stalked through the dead of night. She squeezed her massive frame through a series of passages and into another cave, although this time she made sure it had sufficient escape routes, it did not matter this time. No one had been around while she entered the Peaks. She glanced back at Wile E., an eyebrow raised at him as she wondered if he felt as thouugh she was weak because she chose to run. She wasn't weak, she was smart. Psychotic and smart, a deadly combination. All that could be heard was the steady breathing of the two coyotes. Luna sat down, her coarse fur rubbing against the sand and creating a scratching sound. "It is better to run when you're trapped then to fight and take a chance at dying." She spoke finally. "Who knows what would have happened if I had chose to fight? You would have surely died, and then I. Wolves are ruthless creatures." She spoke as if she were a saint of some sort. She cracked her neck, each vertebrate popping slowly, the mere sound bringing pain as the bones scaped against one another. "I shall strike again, Wile E., my friend...Soon.." The crevice was suddenly filled with disturbing, cold, hateful laughter but soon went silent. She knew she was wanted and the mere feeling of wanted to be tortured in the same destructive manner as she had tortured so many others exhillerated her twisted mind. the urge to kill was rising with the rising sun and as soon as that same sun drifted down beneath the horizon and the Lunar Moon shown brightly, Luna would kill again...

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