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Author: Finora |
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Date Posted: 19:58:31 08/23/02 Fri Ice-freezing-burning within her-Ice-tormenting-blue flames of dead heat-Ice-Fire-twin tempers. Off a ways an adult wolf stembles ever nearer to the Forest Deep. Her fur is dark and light, black with markings of pale blue and silver. Each pawprint leaves some peice of her in its wake. The leftside drawing forth curls of smoke, the right leaving frozed bits of grass, weed, and dirt. Her pace is slow but sure, her direction never faltering. Two months. Almost there after two months. She catches a faint scent on the breeze. WindChaser She is gladdened, her heart aching to see the pups who will no longer be pups after this year of seperation. She pauses to catch herself. Two months without end, stopping only when the ground would not keep still beneith her tired paws. Eating what little she could find unwarry in the fields, the forrests, the water. Again the ground leaves her, she falls and rests. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |