The White Wolf

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These are the scars of my arrival.
These are the scars of the wind of this day.
They do not celebrate, my coming to stay.

These are the bones of my rivals.

Black and white,
Ying and yang,
Come across me,
Broken fang.

Ferns kiss my icy pelt,
Alabaster stricken with 'lights of grey.
Glaze over, like night to day,
Teeth to crush your pain away.

Tormented law,
Twisted paw.

Running grace,
Darkened face.

Steel. Claw. Twisted. Paw.
Blood. Fight. Day. Night.
Those the ones with no law,
Come freely to kill among the night.

Alabaster white, this wolf fights,
Her pack to lead, needing to feed,
Blue true eyes, forever more,
I am FernKiss, hear me maul.

-'Steel. Claw. Twisted. Paw.' This is a reference to a fight between the infamous ex BlackBlood leader Steel and my OC FernKiss, resulting in her twisted front right paw.

- 'lights is an abbreviation of highlights.

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