The other wolf would speak her name, Frost’s pupils would dilate in fear. Her last name was Ignea too, she looked up and down the wolf. An image flashed through her mind with the feeling of heat and searing pain, the image was a memory from her childhood. It was the fire that killed her entire pack she had only survived by coincidence. Snow, Snow was her sister the last she had seen her she was only a little pup. She would slowly stand up while staring at her, her sister was dead her entire pack was dead. “F…Frost I..gnea” She would manage to stutter out “you’re dead, you’re all dead.” She would carefully back away shaking her head. This had to be a trick, there was no way anybody could have survived that fire.
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