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Post by lamora on Aug 23, 2009 23:04:30 GMT -5
Lamora entered the mysterious clearing. Breathing in the sent of other wolves she suddenly experience a burst of hope. Then she realized that the sent of wolves was stale, and her last bit of hope shattered like her heart did long ago. Tail drooping, she wandered over to a mossy area that was only sheltered by a small life-less tree. Looking up at the darkened sky she let out a long, mournful howl. Rain began to pour down on her but not being sheltered was the least of her problems. "will i every find any friends? Must i die alone and mate-less as well?" she said aloud as if talking to the sky. So she laid there in the cold rain awaiting for a friend....for who know what will happen if she doesn't find one soon...
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