It was a dark stormy night. There was a shadow lurking, it seemed to be holding something. As the shadow raced through the undergrowth, a voice soft and warmhearted broke the silence in the forest. "Is it you, Leafpetal?" The voice asked. "Yes, Firetail. It is me." The shadow stepped into the moonlight it looked weak and under fed. In her jaws was a jet black smaller version of her. It barely opened its eyes but they were chips of icy blue. "Have you a name for him yet?" Firetail asked. "Yes, his name is Icepup."
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The Wolves
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