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Broken Dreams



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09-19-2013, 11:05 AM (This post was last modified: 10-21-2013, 05:14 PM by Chrysanthe.)


How in the hell had this happened? How could Chrysanthe be at the battlefield injured while some ivory man wants to rip her throat out? Had she done something wrong? Had he done something wrong? So many questions plagued his mind as he rushed from the Glaciems and to his friend. He still knew nothing of the war or challenge, but he did know that something was happening between both packs. Surly Chyrsanthe would have some explanations for him, because this was driving him crazy. [/i]She[/i] was driving him crazy. Ever since that day seasons ago he hadn't let her slip his mind. Somehow she had imprinted on him, those baby blue eyes flashing in his mind as he came closer and closer. Luckily for him, the Glaciems told him what pack she was from. Hopefully she was still in the state he last saw her in, any further damage and he might lose it. Once he reached Valhallen borders, he let out a long, worrisome howl for his dear friend.

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