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?
^^^^ Quick note. I was wondering if you did age him already of he was one last time
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?
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?
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?