by Shiko Hayashi » Thu Dec 31, 2009 12:28 pm
Satori's breathing was becoming slower and it broke unevenly. Suddenly, Zephyr was there, gazing down at her sadly. Gently, he licked her forehead and lied down next to her, his head over her neck in a protective stance. Slowly, the pack emerged from the mist, heads bowed and silent tears trailing down their faces. They were in a half circle. A small black pup with a crescent moon on its flank was in the front, tears falling down his cheeks. His left ear was limp. "Mom...." he choked.
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S H I K O
H A Y A S H I
this world could rot
die, and kill itself off
but a promise is a promise
and promises should always be kept
dont you think?
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