we're born with the death penalty

It was raining. An afternoon shower over the dusty battlefield. Mud had formed beneath her massive paws. She ran across the muddy plains with narrowed eyes. It was the day to spar against her lovely Aldoro. They shared a ncie time together at the col. They had fallen asleep together upon a cliff, they talked for a long time. She had developed small feelings for the man, but that would not control her. He was but a man, no more, no less. He shall be her guard, when she finally becomes a Queen. It excited the woman to the core. To finally rule over a kingdom. The woman had second thoughts about challenging. The girl may or may not challenge Syrinx for his throne. Six may just form a pack, which was slightly less impressive and it did not show her as a worthy leader. But, she just wanted her own pack. The girl would get it in one way or another. She found a nice, muddy, clearing. Six tilted up her head and let forth her song. She beckoned Aldoro before her, to spar.





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