Icey Claws
Newborn
There are very few who could ever walk in my paws and live to speak of it
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Post by Icey Claws on Dec 10, 2010 17:43:48 GMT -5
The wind was blowing slightly threw the trees.It carried many diffent smells in it.A black wolf lifted her head to sniff the air. The lone wolf walked in slince as she moved threw the forest.She limped slightly as she steped on a limb that had fallen. She looked around slightly wondering if the sound had been heard by anouther.She did not want to have to deal with anyone else.She slowly moved on looking at the souronding trees. The black wolf glared threw her scared eye as she looked about.
She did not know what she would find as she wondered about.She hated the thought that she might one day find herself facing anouther wolf.Her past life had told her that it was better for her to stay away from their kind. This may have seemed to be a strange way of thinking for a wolf like herself.However it was the way that she was raised. She moved on slowly letting her thoughts controll her movements. She then stopped to take anouther look around.
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Post by grimmy on Dec 11, 2010 17:13:32 GMT -5
Far away from his other pack, Cyclone walked through branches and the trees of the forest. Howling a tune he used to know as a pup, he recited it, coming from his heart. His ears pressed on his head, he sniffed the ground and the coolness of the forest blew against his thick fur. One thing was clear, he missed being a rogue. Before he remembered running in the wild of the forest, in the heat, or in the thick snow of the winter. Chasing the wild game of the forest to jogging along the barren deserts. But now, raising a family, Cyclone rememberer's his children, and watching over a mate. Laying down on the brush of the forest ground, he felt the tune of his childhood ring through his heart. Hearing a snap behind him, Cyclone quickly spun his head back. There is was. Gently getting up, Cyclone could feel his fur on his spine perk up. Growling softly, he waited for an attacker, game, or something to chase. Attachments:
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Icey Claws
Newborn
There are very few who could ever walk in my paws and live to speak of it
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Post by Icey Claws on Dec 12, 2010 14:29:36 GMT -5
The lone wolf conteued to walk in slience as she made her way deeper in to the woods.She had not seen much that would tell her that there was anouther here. That fact suited her just fine though.She had learned to breath the loner way of life after all. She let these though go threw her mind as she walked threw the forrest. She was one wolf who did not need anyone else.
She silently walked a little further the suddenly stopped.She looked about now hearing a sound not too far ahead of her. She did not like this in the least.She did not want to get in to a fight with anouther. However she would not run from one.The scar on her eye was proof of this.She walked further up looking carefully for any other creature.
She stopped when she saw anouther wolf a little ways ahead of her. She did not like that idea . She did not want to have to face anouther wolf. She tried not to let this fact show as she silently watched him. She was wise enough to keep her distance. After all she did not want to pervoke a fight if she could keep from it.
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