Bleeding Tears
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Last published Tue, Apr 11, 2017
I am Katarina Knox, upcoming Beta to my pack. I live in separated world. There were seven packs, but the Ferocity pack decided to wipe one out. Now, there is six. Most of us are in harmony with each other. Like mine. I live in the Harmony Pack. We are friendly wolves who would take in anyone in need. During wars, we are often neutral. We, though, have this distinctive look. You could call us out among members of other packs. Other packs usually dislike us because of our kindness and undying happiness. But things changed. Packs were turning on each other. No one could stop that. Not even the Harmony pack. What could go wrong?
Everything.
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