A Wolf's Touch, pt. 1A young girl perched herself on a rock, near a forest. She was alone, her eyes not seeing in color, but in gray and ivory. Her blonde hair was now an inky black, her sunshine yellow polka dot dress now colorless with some unforeseen force's hate. Her strange amber eyes, untouched by the strange deathly coloring. Confused, alone, and scared, she put her head in her hands and sobbed. The girl, Alyssa, was fourteen and knew she was solitary. Nearing the forest, she head a wolf snarl at her. Understanding the warning loud and clear, she backed off. Oddly enough, though, she understood the canine whom was now growling. He snarled once more, and thA Wolf's Touch, pt. 1
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Hearing the voice in his head, the wolf whimpered and quickly silenced himself. Blending in with the night, the male stealthily stalked closer toward the doe he had targeted. His large paw stepped over a twig, and the deer's head came up in shock. The wolf, cursing himself for startling the meal, chased after the deer. Finally, within striking distance of it's leg, he snapped hold of a leg bone with his deathtrap, letting go when blood seeped into his maw. Watching it tumble into the grass with the new injury it received, the male, named Renegade, growled with satisfaction as he saw it trip and snap it's own neck. Tr
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