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Wael


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05-01-2014, 01:31 PM



Not much had happened to Wael ever since he had came here, but it was all exciting. He had met a strange wolf, fell of a tree, which had resulted in a few scars, but nothing was broken; the blood was still matted in his fur a little, and he hoped to find a river. For once, all he had seen was the trees, and a plain, so he moved along, limping and wincing in pain as the scars inflicted pain, and he let out a soft, wavering howl. For a few minutes, or more, Wael was perfectly fine, and he didn't have to worry about the hallucination pouncing on him, so the gray wolf was free to fend for himself. He stood out against the russet colors, and he knew that he wouldn't be able to hide if something came to hunt for him.

Wael whimpered and stumbled on a tree root, his paws flailing around in the air as he fell, blood coming from his newly reopened wounds, blood matting his fur even more, as one eye swelled shut entirely. He looked up and flinched on instinct, his open blue eye widening in terror, as he tried to get to his paws, only to fall and splash more blood on his fur. There was a rock nearby, and if Wael could crawl up on it, he might be safe, if there were in holes in the rock. So, getting to his paws and gritting his teeth, Wael limped to the rock and dug his claws into the indents, only to fall to a crumpled heap on the ground, making smears of blood on the rock.

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