Biography
~~Red Panda~~
The sky is dark, grey clouds slink in front of the moon. In the hills, the pack has met. A great fire has been created in the middle of the hills in a clearing. The hills surround the wolves and fire, giving the wolves their privacy. The fire dances on the sides of the hills and in everyone's eyes as they watch it. Everyone is silent, stupefied by the thought of losing one of their dear pack members this very night. Red Panda sits coyly on a rock. She pretends not to fear death. She knows that when it is her time, which very well could be tonight, that the great spirits will come to her in her dreams and whisk her away to The Heavens. She has had many great years, many triumphant battles. She is adored and will be remembered by everyone. She has many pups and grandpups and great-grand pups. Her lines will live on. The memory of Red Panda will live on. The leader of the pack approaches Red Panda, her slim figure is shaded by the dark and long blonde hair glistens in the moonlight. She kneels down and pets Red Panda's cheeks, stroking them softly and giving her a kiss on the forehead.
"You and I have went at it since the beginning, we've had our ups and downs. You are and always will be remembered in the Pack Of Conquerors. I hope you stay with us for quite some time, my dear friend. I shall mourn your loss when you are taken away. I know that you will be missed by your pack mates as well. You were a great teacher to them. You are the best wolf anyon could ask for."
Red Panda licked the Leader's face, "I shall miss you too. I hope to see you again someday."
The pack lay by one another, snuggling the Leader and Red Panda. They watched the sky together. Red Panda went to sleep nervously, wondering if she'd wake up in The Heavens or in the arms of her darling Leader...
Written 4/10/2016
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