Art-Of-Poetry wrote:To Willow.
"I will!" He calls after her. He watches her disappear into the ground. "I lie foxes. They're sweet." He says to himself. Again he is painfully reminded by himself that he is now alone again. He kicks some dirt up into the air, accidentally kicking a pebble too. It flew through the bars and onto the path. "Uh oh." He scurried under a bush pathetically, just in case a human came past. No one. He came back out and exhaled deeply, closing his eyes and hanging his head.
To sunset.
North went red. He laughed, lightening the situation. "Seriously, when we both wanted to scare to humans that was a one off. Are you, like, a professional mind reader or something. He laid down on his paws, and looked up at her. "Well... We'd have to keep them. You know, no going back. We'd teach them to hunt, and to howl and all normal wolf things. And, when it comes to the time when they ask why we're here... We are special wolves. We are the best of our kind." He smiled. "Yeah." He said agreeing with himself. "That's what we'll tell 'em. After all, why else would we be here? And I'd stick with you from the birth, to their independence." He rubbed his face against hers.
Art-Of-Poetry wrote:Cloud stood up slowly. he began creeping up on the first crate, then halted and scurried back as he saw the second and third being brought in by another human. The humans petrified him sometimes. They called his name. Why did they always do that? Was it to see if he would respond? Anyway, he slowly began creeping up on the crate once more (The one Jazz is in, because she was the first one set down.). His tail swished side to side, then elegantly lifted into the air, with a curl at the end. "Hello?" He called. He leaped on top of it, and peered inside, hanging his head upside down. "Hello?" his voice echoed.
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