Squirrels Are Friends, Not Food

N/A · 07-22-2014, 05:56 PM

The rodent grew all the more annoying with each passing second. A growl ripped through Winter's throat as the creature refused to do as he asked. He was ready to devour the rat; however, a voice, Misha's voice, interrupted the argument. A plead for them to cease their disagreeing. Winter would, of course, he would do anything she asked of him - which was unlike Winter. Perhaps love can do many crazy thing's to a wolf.

Winter kissed Misha's forehead. Worry and fear ran through the dainty wolf as if it were electricity. He nudged his princess and sung out to her. How are you feeling? Is there anything I can do for you? We need to try to get to a safer place before this storm hits. Winter's eyes would then dart up to the sky. Thunder rumbled in the distance and lightning illuminated the dark clouds in electric blue hues.

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