| | Bob Ross ran through the forest when he herd a sad howl in the east. He stopped and howled back |
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| | Jack ran to his packs cave but when he go there it was to late. Blood was all over like spilt red paint their body’s strung about and there, there in the corner was his little sister “Ella!” He barked and ran over to her “oh my god are you ok?!” He said “th..they....I....blood...mom..” she started to brake in to tears “no no it’s ok I’m here” I said and rapped my neck around her. Then she slowly started to calm down “I’m glad” she said then she fell to the ground “Ella? Ella!” He hope she was just sleeping but it looks like this sleep she wasn’t waking up from big tears spelled onto the bloody pools he lifted up his head and let out a sad howl wale thinking “I was to late of only....” |
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| | Bob Ross ran through the woods he was happy and excited to start a new life |
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| | The big wolf just looked at him then started to walk away. Jake wondered where it was going *should I follow it?* he thought then looked around to see if there was anything that was open so if he needed to escape he could. But when he looked back where the wolf was...it was gone Jack tilted his head confused. He didnÂ’t hear it run and didnÂ’t hear it go through a bush so where did it go? |
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| | Silt had picked up his pace as he followed the previous trail. He caught the scent of faint fear and an odd wolf just before he crashed into something- or someone.
He shook his head and picked himself up. His fur bristled when he saw the gray-mottled wolf he had run into. "Who are you? Why are you on my land?" he snarled. |
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The dark and chilly night made Jack worry. He looked up at the full moon and thought “when is the sun coming?” Just then he herd a crack of in the distance. He wiped his head over in that direction his ears going back and forth trying to pick up a sound that someone or something was out there. But nothing so he scoffed and said “it’s just your imagination” then he started to walk to the river to get a drink. When he got there he looked in the water and saw another wolf behind him it was black and bloody with glowing red eyes. “Jack it’s time” it said in a dark low growl Jack wiped around to see no wolf “hell no” he said then ran through the thick woods
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| | He dropped his head as he padded slowly towards a bramble thicket, ears forward. He smelled the air as he approached be jumped back when a bird flew off. He huffed.
"Just a bird."
Silt couldn't help but feel uneasy- as if being watched- as he turned to continue his previous path. |
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Silt's paws pounded against the use-packed earth, claws scraping at the loose topsoil. His bounding gait covered land quickly as he ran. His paws hit roots and he pushed off of them, changing his direction quickly.
An owl cried overhead and soon faded into the background, ignored for a more potent trail.
A crunch of twigs and leaves made Silt stop, his paws sliding in the litter below. His breaths billowed in front of him as his ears twitched and swiveled, searching for the source of the sound. |
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The hours of darkness shrouded the forest in a breathless stillness. Haze had settled low, curling between the trunks like smoke from some unseen pyre. It clung to the soil and drifted through the ferns in ghostly fingers, swallowing the sound of his paws. Cragroot moved through it like he belonged to it.
Slow. Deliberate.
His gait was weighty enough to disturb the hush, yet quiet enough to make it seem as if he floated. His form was broad, swathed in the hues of rust and bark, a living shadow sewn from old wounds.
His muzzle, torn and marred, caught the silver light in inhumane ways. The scars dragged deep, twisting his jaw into something almost grimacing when he breathed. Half of his upper lip hung in tatters, teeth gleaming through when he exhaled, the sound coarse, wet, uneven. Breath left his throat in short, grating huffs, misting into the nippy air.
There was no destination in his step. He wandered as if his bones itched for movement, but his mind lagged somewhere far. His eyes flickered through the mist, tracing shapes that weren't there.
Unhurried. Indifferent.
The scarred brute melted back into the mist, leaving only the faint scrape of his claws against stone.
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| | Nirva howled playfully. "Soul," she called. "come play!" Her black-gray-white pelt stood out in the bright morning sunshine. She laughed as butterflies flew around her. She was a care-free female she-wolf, just living her best life as a pup of the wild. |
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| | Seraya padded through the damp grass, her silver coat gleaming faintly in the fading light. The world around her was still — the kind of silence that came before a storm.
She paused at the ridge, ears twitching, eyes reflecting the first stars. The wind brushed through her fur, carrying a whisper of thunder from the distance.
Her tail lifted slightly, instinct stirring. “I can feel it,” she murmured to herself — her voice low, steady. “Change is coming.”
A rustle echoed behind her. Seraya turned sharply, muscles tense, but it was only a hare darting into the brush. She let out a quiet huff, half amusement, half relief.
Still, her gaze drifted back to the horizon — to where the clouds were gathering like shadows over the peaks.
Alone, yet unafraid, Seraya stood firm as the first raindrops fell, silver against silver.
“Let it come,” she whispered. “I’ve weathered worse.” |
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| | *Forestwhite just casually enters the area striding like a proper person(despite being a wolf.).* "why hello there folks! would anyone like a refreshing hot tea?" |
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| | Stargazer jumped upon Lilly pads ."anybody there!" She howled hoping for a howl in return |
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| | Soul nodded. "She is." *Where even are we now?* Soul wondered. It was eerily quiet, and even darker than it had been before. Soul, once again, felt the foreboding sense that someone was watching her.
"Um...excuse me?" She looked up at the strange winged wolf. "Where...are we? And why are you slowing down?" |
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| | “Soul . . .” The pup mumbled to herself. “Well, I don’t know what you should call me. I don’t really know what a name could be, so I guess you can call me whatever you’d like.” She pup sighed. She just wanted answers and to get out of here as soon as she could. The ‘guide’ was going very slow. “The weird winged wolves is being slow”, the fawn pup said to Soul. |
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| | Stargazer wondered when her mother would come back . after all she had just become a young adult |
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| | Soul thought about what the pup had said. About not remembering her name, and the desert. Soul was confused. She hadn't thought a desert was near here. She was also concerned, and curious, about what this could mean. *Does the strange wolf have anything to do with this?* She thought, looking up at their guide.
Soul shook off that thought and looked back at the pup once more. "It's alright, little one. Whatever happened to you, we can figure it out later. For now, I should tell you my name. My name is Soul." |
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| | “I. . . guess? I just want to know what happened, why I can’t remember anything except the warmth of the desert and a huge winged creature grabbing me, and then me falling through the trees. I need to remember. But I guess the forest is kind of calling to me.” The fawn colored pup replied, looking up at Soul with a gaze that held a mixture of hope, confusion, fear, and curiosity. “That’s why I didn’t answer when you asked me what my name was. I don’t even know what it is. . .” She looked down at her paws. |
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| | Soul looked down at the pup. She thought about how to respond to her. Soul didn't exactly know how to answer what she had asked, though. "I mean, do you feel like the forest is calling to you?" She asked. "It feels like it's calling to me...I want to find out why. So I suppose I am here for answers." Soul turned her head to stare into the darkness again. |
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Summer Month: 1 
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Earthquake
