Fenrir bounded after her, he watched in amazement as the other wolf hurled herself over a mountain, she was swift and cunning. You could hear her paws hit the ground with each stride. There was a call of deer and then a loud crunch, by the time Fenrir had gotten up the mountain she was long gone, except for a few squished deer.
Other Wolfs POV
This giant black wolf didn't look like he was going to give up anytime soon. He just kept coming, I was becoming exhausted, I needed to stop. I had been running for hours on end. I ended up being more fatigued by the second, I curled behind a mountain, after I watching the dark wolf run past. Collapsing to the ground in exhaustion, my eyelids began to grow heavy before I knew it I was asleep.
I woke later to find two dark eyes staring down at me, I was still tired and at his mercy. If he were to kill me, I hoped it would be quick.
'Get on with it than' I growled
'What do you mean?' He asked
'Aren't you going to kill me?' I questioned, lifting my head off the ground
'No. I wasn't. I am Fenrir, you are in my domain, I merely wanted to ask who you were. So what is your name She-wolf?'
'My name is Toril'.....
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Is this good, this story it's short of? Anyway I love it I think it's good
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Fenrir's Mate
Short StoryThis is beautiful story about the great wolf and another wolf named Toril
