She looked to the horizon, a day is ending another one beginning. A new day means new beginnings as well as new adventures. She was realizing this when she heard a whisper in the wind, "I love and care about you, I just want you happy." She has heard those words before, which usually meant she was fixing to feel pain. The pain of losing someone so dear to her, so easily, too quickly. That was okay though she looked forward to it, the unbearably painful memories enabled her to relive the moments she wished would have never ended, and the events she wished would have never happen. Like her father leaving the pack for another, far away, pack; taking his family with him. Being afraid of losing the wolf that was the only reason she didn't lay down to quit and die. Being alone a good portion of the day up on top of the mountain. Overlooking the the view of nothing. Rivers flowed through the land, sparkling in the sunlight. Mountains loomed over the valleys, taunting them with their height. The clouds held water, waiting to gush out at any second. This was her home, a home that she loved and cared for very much. She loved everything about being a lone. Thinking and only caring and worrying for herself. This was who she was. She was Elona, loner of the wolves.
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Guardian of The Wolves
FantasyThis book is about a wolf and a century old legend. Every wolf knew Elona was different, not only because of her coat, but because of the way she would act. Never before would a she - wolf show so much interest in battle and worry herself over every...
