LET ME LOVE YOU

*Croatoan* · 10-11-2013, 01:30 PM

Ugh. The word was the only thing she had spoke, once outside her tiny fantasy. Oh, who am I kidding? Nobody could have a fantasy in this place. It was stupid, all of it. Every flower, every tree, every bee, every river, every blade of grass. Not to mention, these stupid packs, with their stupid leaders. It was all, 'good leader' this and 'good leader' that. It's all too sappy and disgusting. Croatoan liked her queen days. Those were the best days. But now she's here. I murmured, stretching. If I was leader, every pack would bow down to me, and I would be the leader of the entire world. I finally muttered the song my mother had sung to me, and my older brother before that. Not that I regretted killing him. I had edited the song to perfection. The rivers run red, bodies laying everywhere, but one wolf is not dead. She stands alone, stands alone, throughout the war she had caused. Her snarl is song, her howl is like an angel's song, her bark is like another war starting..... I stopped and shook my head.

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