Prologue

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"Gggrrrrrrrraaaahhhhhh, gggrrraaahhh" i growled at a rogue. He was trying to take over my pack when i was talking to a different male to convince him to join my pack so we can have more safety. And thankfuly he agreed when i turned around to help someone, I saw him. The man/wolf rogue that was a convincing one of my female wolves to start a pack with him. Good thing my girl rejected him because he is about to get his ass kicked.

"Ggggggrrrrraaaahhhh, gggggrrrooowwwllll." I growled not hoping for him not to leave. Because I wasn't giving up without a fight. I wanted one because I didn't have one in a long long time. Only the other day i got into a fight with a male which caused him to leave the pack and try to make one on his own. That's a fail because if you saw how ugly he was in both forms you'd throw up especially his wolf form. Scars all over his face and deep deep gaps on his face. Absolutly a master-piece of uglyness, it should go into a museum called: The Museum Of Uglyness: Featuring Ugly Scar. Serioisly just ugly, just, just ugly.

Any way back to the fighting. I slashed at his face hoping to make him even more ugly then Scar.

Then I was on top of him and was about to slash at his throut again when he moved over so i fell to my side on the ground and he had just enough time to jump on top of me. He quickly slautered at my throut, but misses by a centimeter. Then I slashed at his throut and this time I didn't miss. I slaughtered at his throut again and this time I felt thick, red, deep black blood escape. It all splatered on my face but I didn' t really care as long as I was winning. I slaughtered again this time on his stomach and again on his face creating a deep, deep scar that goes across his face covering his eye, nose, and mouth.

He fell to the ground to the right of me just like a little rag dog. Not moving at all, at all. As I got up to look at him, I saw out the back of eye something moving. I looked over there and it was gone. So I directed my attention back to the body. When I looked back it revealed . . .

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