by Nialler. » Tue Jul 17, 2012 9:24 pm
Cherie couldn't smell the wolf anymore. With her excellent smelling she thought the wolf must of moved on. She let out a howl saying so. She headed back to her den. She didn't like the rain to much.
Zullo heard the howl. "What a waste of time." he headed back to the den.
Squirell stayed put. "No. They will get you. There is more of them then there is of you." She heard the howl in the distance. "They think you are gone." She backed out of the den. "Oh and keep acting like this you will never find a fae." and with that she was off.
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My hands, your hands, tied up like two ships, drifting, weightless, waves try to break it.