Willie was wandering that day. She had alot on her mind. Wether, you she would be able to get some breakfast, or ever see a wolf. She hadn't socialized in a long time. She hadn't heard a howl, growl, and not even a peep had come from her muzzle. She had many wishes, many indeed. But none can come true. She cannot meet her old friend, Torin. She cannot see Fallen again and apoligize. She cannot hunt for the great elk. She can never. She is too tired. Has to move on, move on. Placing one paw in front of the other, swallowing any moisture. She thirsted.
(This post was last modified: Jan 11, 2012, 02:15 AM by Fallen.)
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