A sudden curiosity swept through Lur. He wanted to meet all fo them, to find out if they are all as nice as Black. He smiled and lay down on the rock, letting his dark braids dip into the water. The smell of fresh water soothed him.
Wolves Of The Wind
Sandbox Style Wolf roleplaying.
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