| Subject: OOOOO! Lookie! |
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Shadow Walker
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Date Posted: 22:02:00 11/29/02 Fri
Welcome...
You noiselessly slink through the forest, concealed in the undergrowth... Or so you thought. Your ears rise as you heed footfalls behind you. You growl, hastening your stride. The follower does the equal, and you break out in a run, hearing another's coarse breathing other than your own. You snarl, and weave through the trees, then sharply you turn towards where the woods is less dense, and hoping in the open you may be able to out run the stalker. You pause, hesitating only to decide in which direction to follow. Your heart is pounding intensely against your chest, as you desire to continue to go into the light. Your eye narrows as a silhouette at the corner of your eye hurdles at you, and misses, faltering and falling brutally. You turn your head somewhat, spotting a dozen more shadows, teeth shimmering, and their eyes crimson with blood thirst. You heave and pull yourself into a more rapid gait. The sun goes behind a cloud, and any light is blocked from the canopy, shrouding you in obscurity. You soar clearly over a log, landing elegantly. You hear several others do the same. You throw your muzzle back in a distressed howl as you feel your persuaders' teeth snapping at your hindquarters, and you break through the darkness into the luminosity of the open. You see that the shadows were a pack of wolves, a well-built ashen wolf roaring commands. You glance around yourself, become aware of that you were surrounded, your three sides blocked by wheezing wolves, your front still uncovered. You sneer at a wolf that thrusts at your feet, and misses as you shoot over another log, its head smashing against the ground. The wolves halt and sniff at the wolf, their hopes that it had been you, their teeth glistened in the light splotching the forest as they ripped at their failing partner. You stop suddenly, no where to go, a cliff dropping down steeply. Another wolf emerged from a different direction, her ebony fur gleaming as she walked. Her muscles rippled with every stride, and she grinned. The wolf sauntered to your side, your jaws separating in a snarl, and she smirked, walking ahead of you. She peeked back at you, beckoning you to follow, and jumped down the cliff. You must follow your instincts...
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