chapter 8

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Canaons POV:

The  dusk woods of the Forrest covered by dense grey cloudy fog spread across the increasingly darkning land. Wolves paws beat the ground bashing any decaying autumns organy red leaves of the forest floor with such velocity and force with each hit the ground crumples and the leaves crack.

Howling of wolves, a call to war ,teeth glisting in the night colds mint air .
Thehe perfect type of  weather before a death scean and lives to barted for peace.

Wolves shadows darting across the sky scraping pine trees to the horizon .
The ery bouncing of the echoing howls against each tree trunck and through the the forest carries the threatening of the fight to come.

The howling fading replaced by the flying of sand dust and bangs the exploding of millatry weapons but strangely I never saw one human...
I ended up fighting a wolf the tunneling and fighting confirm until whippering catches my attention and I look up to see a wolf. Holding Alex by her scruff harshly and ruffel snaps down on it not to kill her but to ensure her whippersnapper and to get my attention. I stop my attack into this wortglwss wolf now having my full attention hoping to keep Alex safe I lower my head in sub mission to this wolf wholes her in his jaw when suddenly an explosion happens and a cloud of sand engulfs the wolf holding and so ec disparates with him,the grande killing the wild wolf and Alex

I wake up painting and find Alex still alswep on my stomach sleeping deeply with littel whines coming from her little head as she moves it side to softly against my chest as if someone was whispeing in her ear and she didn't what to listen.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 01, 2020 ⏰

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