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[||| BlackRain |||]

[[ Wootness! xD So may I start right away? I may be a little slow typing since its 6 am and haven't slept all night :S ]]

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((Yes, you may start And, it's okay.))

[||| BlackRain |||]

The world seemed lost, a cold and lonely place it was now, filled with only the dark slate ashes of a burnt away home.
Filika stumbled as her steps fell hopelessly on the soot softened ground, she cared not to look at the surrounding sorrow, it brought to much grief. With pale green eyes set in the dusty black terrain in front of her, the young white she wolf pulled her thinned out body further into the seeming burial place of so much life, love and shelter. This place, she remembered had not just been a home to her alone, but to may wolves along with other creatures.
The sun bet down hot on her spine, singed fur and clear cuts of skin, reviled by the blazing flames, patched her coat. Her shoulder was weak and Filika dared not look at the bare sight of her own burnt flesh. The sticky sick smell of infection already pained her senses enough.

It cold here.. theres nothing left, yet I feel I must not abandon my birth place, not now.. not ever..
If i die here i will do so with a smile on my lips..

The thought of dying however, brought everything other than a smile to the light coloured wolf. With paws black from the ashes, tail grazing the ground and head hanging low, Filika continued her weary way through the bare branched trees, whimpers escaping her tightly clamped jaw ever so often as a shot of pain would current through her body. She was thin enough to count her rips, and her fur had been burn away on her to leave just enough to secure survival.
It was as if she had been offered death, chosen to live and punished for deciding to do so..


[[ And I think I shall go to bed now.. iv never seen myself write that badly Dx ]]

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[KiraWolf]

Username: KiraWolf
Birth Name: Kira
Preferred Nickname: Kira
Age: 3 (young adult)
Gender: Female
Crush: None, yet.
Theme Song: (Optional) Good Enough- Evanescence (or) Tears To Shed- Corpse Bride
Other: Kira's old pack was caught in a forest fire when she was young, and she hates talking about it. The stitches fall out of the wound every time someone brings it up, for she had to grow up alone, fend for herself against the wild. She only hunted rabbits until she met another lone wolf who taught her how to kill. The wolf left, and she was once again on her own. A few months ago, she met the wolf again, living in her own pack, with her own pups. She regretted leaving the wolf, for she would have been happy if she hadn't.
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