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[Déchiré]

Against a tree. His black body blended almost perfectly with the shadows, wings helping to cloak the lighter markings on his pelt. But he couldn't hide the red patch across the bridge of his muzzle. It stood out, plain as day. His sides moved up and down in an uneven rhythm as he slept. Occasionally his body would twitch, and he would whine as some dream plagued him. It was evident that this poor wolf was troubled. Suddenly his body began to tremble violently, as if protecting itself from a blast of cold air. His eyes opened, revealing pure white orbs that held no emotions. Grunting, the wolven creature got to his feet. Once there he lowered his head and shook out his coat, a feeling of dread still clinging to him. He then looked up. There was nothing but empty forest.

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[Demonwolf]

~Silver~

A fea trotted along. Her purple pelt had yellow markings. She was very odd. she raised her nose to the air. She smelt another wolf close by. Not one she has met while being in these areas. Silver had no pack, no family, no one to love. so she kept wandering around. Silver began to draw nearer to the wolf. She began to get curious when she smelt the messages about him in the air. by the scents she new it was a male. she smiled slightly. His scents were abit different. He was strong...Silvers orbs glowed slightly as she monouvered around. She wanted to see who this wolf was.