Parish (On Hold)
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There are no possible ways to describe one person in a short sentence. But here it goes. I am a warrior. Simple as that, right? Not even close! My job is to keep my rouges safe and strong. I take in new rouges every day because their packs didn't want them. They were either beaten, bloodied, rejected by their mates, or just wanting to start a new life. My life unfortunately is not as simple. I'm a white wolf, something that is considered royalty in this world. Along with that there are some twists and turns as well. To find out the rest. Join me in my story. See ya!
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