Biography
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Mistress, won't you tell us when she'll come back?
"Young ones," said the old female, with a voice that was cracked but full of sweetness and honey, "I really do not know. We will wait for her." The young ones crowded around her, looking up at her with saddened yet bright eyes. Lemone was a caretaker to them, a grandmother, someone for those orphans to be with. Her only daughter was nowhere to be seen. The orphans had grown close to Winnifred.
Lemone was never sad about it. She said that she could feel Winnifred's presence, but didn't that mean that poor Winnie had perished? With a contented sigh, the old she-wolf would drift off to sleep without a care in the world, never able to speak to Winnie through words, but through pictures and images.
And then Winnie never did come back. Lemone never found the answers. The orphans stayed with her and mourned Winnifred's short-lived time with them, for they had grown to appreciate what they had and have thanks to the elderly she-wolf's way of raising them.
I'll wait for you, my only daughter. In dreams and in life.
Breeding Info
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| Personality
Sweet, caring, and patient with pups.
Preferences
The sweetest Leucism out there. I love you.
Special Skills
A symphony never running out of new melodies
A choreographer always with an original lift
Able to take the sweeping grandeur
Of an entire orchestra
And represent it in an intimate moment
In a passionate “dance for two”
Yet move a whole troop
To the tune of a single trumpet
Who are the artists in the crowd?
Do they sit in the front row
Secret themselves in the boxes?
Is there a genius in the furthest seat
Or does she grace standing room
So keen on absorbing beauty
That she feels on stage
As if the lights shone on her
Illuminating each feature
Her hair, face, shoulders, legs and skin
Her smile simply overwhelming them
ItÂÂ’s subtlety conveying each whim
ItÂÂ’s radiance painting the joy within
Home to life
Worthy past, nothing contrived
Assumed to be un-matchable
But finding hope in abandonment
Of these complicated notions of pre-conceptions
Darling girl
You look so clear
As though without fear
A noble bearing and confidence
Worthy of great affection
To the discerning and gifted man
Who seems blessed again
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Fall Month: 1 
Day Weather: 
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