The Story Of: The Pack
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- Chapitres 3
This is the story of our pack.
It started with five, now we are growing large. We never hurt the members of our pack, we care and love.
The basic start is we split apart from our packs and in order for the blood spill to stop we all came together and it stopped the fight. By coming together we established new rules, and we learn to treat our pack like family, not just members.
?We are the Crimson Rose Wolf Pack?
~Love Laugh And Stand~
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