Redeeming My Soul
10-08-2013, 03:59 PM
Brown filtered paws stepped across the fronts of the battlefield, carefully picking his way across the bloodied grounds. He could hear the sounds of wolves in pain as they fought for reasons each their own in the distance, but none of them mattered to him. Normally he was a gentle and laid back wolf with a lot of rule sets...but for a long time now he felt like soul was slowly disappearing, more so without his love Morgan. Though it seemed as if she had just disappeared off the face of the planet with no scent nor sign that she had ever existed. So here he was, seeking out something to fill him with anything. A jolt of pain, a thrill, a rush of adrenaline, the feeling of loss, whatever it was he wanted to feel something. So he would stop in the middle of a good sized clearing, and he would call forth an opponent. A long drawling howl would rise in the air, emotionless... Speech, |
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