by charmey » Sat Aug 13, 2011 5:47 am
Thorn gaze Arita a cold looked, clamping down harder on her throat, forcing blood to drip from the wolfs mouth, before getting off her. The outcasts blood was all over her mouth. "If you really loved me, youd stay. Who cares about that mutt?! Just forget her, shes an outcast now. We CANT help her!" she growled.
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charmey on Sat Aug 13, 2011 5:48 am, edited 1 time in total.