Zack
Zack had set flies on the food of a pack, and now the pack was going hungrey. He just laughed, but then stoped. "I'm sick of these puney pranks!" He threw a rock at a tree angrliy.

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.He slunk to the ground and snuck back into the pack. He came to a group of teenage wolves that were seperated from the pack. "Heh heh heh. Haven't you all always wondered what it would be like to die?" *** Zack put down his muzle to drink from the creek. The soft flow of the water cleaned of his face, leaving a red liquid in the water. His paws were stained with the blood of others. When he looked down at his reflection, he no longer had silver eyes. They were red, red like blood. The good in him was all but gone. "Now for that irritating winged wolf. What was her name? Ah, ShadowClaw." He snickered. His teeth like razers and a demonic smile.
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