Chapter fifteen on writing

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As Camila stared at the ground, she felt a bit... Odd. Mhm, yeah, she was a wolf and all, but she was a domestic, and felt so.. Out of place with the pack. As Brown'Eye padded toward Camila's way, Brown'Eye looked at her and said, "Why such the gloomy look? Oh right, you're a stupid DOG!" Camila would whimper, whining, "Just stop! That isn't nice, y'know?"

Brown'Eye scoffed. "Like I would listen to anything you say. We are natural wolves, whil you, you lived in those twoleg dens! You're NOTHING like us, domestic." He growled, ears going down. Camila whimpered and walked away from him. "Hah! Maybe domestic wolf is a little too.. STUPID!" The other wolves would laugh, pointing at Camila while she'd cry, then running away from the forest.

"I just wanted to be like them," She mumbled to herself. "I'm a wolf like them.. But after what Golden'Paw said, nobody wants to be my friend.. Just because i was forced to become a domestic wolf with two legs.. Filthy humans.."

As Camila would run toward the streets, full of zooming cars, she got ran over by one, getting hit right over to the other side, where an abandoned house was. She would pass out from all the pain, although still sort of whimpering. "I just wanted to be loved..." She whispered, and her last sights were an adult human walk9ing toward Camila, in shock. Then, Camila closed her eyes, and her tail stopped moving, but her heart still beating.

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