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Date Posted: 14:30:10 06/28/02 Fri Some distance away from the pack, out of side and hearing distance, a large, white wolf paces about in a tight circle. His once-brilliant blue eyes now seem dull, having lost their sparkle. Most of his fur is pure white, with the exceptions of a black streak running down the center of his face, and a gray left rear leg. As he walks, the ground beneath him is being covered in an increasingly thick coat of frost crystals - matching those running down his back and sprouting from his paws. This frostbite would have most other living creatures screaming in pain, but the white wolf doesn't even seem to notice them. His senses aren't what they used to be, but he's sure the call came from someplace in this direction... [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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