Posted by Iron Hooves on 9/10/2004, 3:09 pm
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The wind ruffled her snow-white fur, and she turned her blue eyes to the horizon over the sea. Standing on a rock, she let the breeze cool her, nose twitching, tongue lolling, a wolfish smile playing about her face. *I am home...* Whatever happens next, the white wolf thought blissfully, I can always carry the memory of my mate, my life, and my adventures here with me. She continued to gaze out across the horizon, lost in dreams of the days that had been. Of Jaggie, her mate, and an alpha here in the days of old. Of Flame Wind and Fleet Goddess, the pups of Evil, and of Good, respectavely... her daughters, now gone to some endless plain beyond this place. And as she thought, the brilliant blue stone, on its chain at her throat, glittered brilliantly, as if it could remember too.
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