Biography
a wolf walks through the woods fur covered in mist, as she looks around the land, something feels fremilaer to the wolf but as if an olden memory of a time long ago,
her eyes eternally marked by tears of grief of a wolf that fell to a sorrowful tomb,
now the name she was called lost to it all.
only faint memories are recalled
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A wolf looks to the others her green eyes full of love and joy,
a name is heard but drowned out only a bit is heard, Good memory all that's heard,
but all soon turns to shadows as doom falls on her a mother watches her pups all enter the endless dream, her mate fell to a flooded stream.
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alone she sat by their graves till alone she succumb to her own kind of doom
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Spring 
Night Weather: 
Brimstone Moon: 
