by ~Pure Adrenaline~ » Sun Jan 25, 2015 12:37 pm
Dogeverything wrote:She stood up and narrowed her eyes at the deer. She placed her paws on the shoulders of the doe and pulled at the hindquarters, eventually tearing off the back side of the deer. "I'd rather not have my food looking at me while I eat it." She said nodding toward the head.
Damon
He noods and eats what half she didn't want. " Where ya from" he says in a deep tone
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~Pure Adrenaline~ on Sun Jan 25, 2015 12:46 pm, edited 1 time in total.
There he stood. His eyes so blue. His paws digging into the ground. His heart beats; as if thunder raced with him. His soul still searches. Yet is past is so broken. How can a wolf like him still find the strength to move on?