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Post by Layla on Sept 8, 2005 16:55:34 GMT
Death Jaws followed right behind her, her fur bristling and hackles rising instinctively. She forced her fur to return to it's normal size, and lowered her hackles forcibly. This could be her one chance to change; to become a kinder wolven. Maybe...she could even have friends. "WHATS WRONG WITH YOU?!" She screamed at herself, loud enough for all to hear. She slowed swiftly to a halt, scratching and tearing at her own body in fury. "STOP BEING SO NICE! BE MEAN; BE YOURSELF YOU GODDAMNED IDIOT!" She screeched, her voice sounding alien and sinister
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Post by sicon on Dec 3, 2005 17:37:18 GMT
Warek stopped in her tracks, turnning around to see Death ripping at her own fur. "Death!" she cried, trying to help her.
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