Sheer Moon lowered her head and finally stopped howling. She looked at the slowly rising moon, her sharp blue eyes glinting in the ever fading sunset. The chains in her paws and around her neck shimmered slightly. She pawed at them softly before sighing. They were a relic of her old life, when she was chained in a back yard of someone. Stone Wall had rescued her and that was how they met... She lowered her head onto her paws and cried softly.
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Posted: 1/15/2015 at 2:54 PM
Post #12
Golden Oak *A.K.A., Goldie* pawed at a butterfly. Or was it a moth? Whatever it was, Goldie was determined to catch it. Catch it now. Goldie leaped on her hind legs, struggling to reach the insect that was now trying to fly out of her reach. She couldn't stay up for long, and she fell back onto her paws. She heard the thumping of hooves. She turned to her left, surprised, and saw a herd of caribou run toward her. The pup saw another wolf and ran toward it. But she tripped over a sharp stone and fell. Caribou surrounded her, and then all went black.
