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THE BEASTS WORLD
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RosVein03
Ongoing, First published Feb 21, 2022
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With one blink of an eye, I just found myself in another place.
I saw a lot of trees and.. I stopped for a moment.
and there i saw a group of wolves staring intently at me.

I stepped back on fear of being eaten by hungry wolves
I hurriedly stand up and run my self out of there!

But stupid of me, I stumbled my feet! gosh! 

They come closer and closer towards my direction and all i could do is to find anything sharp for me to defend myself.

I found a sharp tree branches and pointed it to them.

How silly of me?
 As if they were afraid just because of a piece of wood!

they didn't stop and my mind went blank only to realize they were so close in front of me as their saliva dripping on the ground.

As soon as one of the wolves was about to devour me, I heard a loud growl that caused the wolf to stop.

And then, There was a big fox with bluish-white fur and he comes in front of me, facing the wolves.

He growled loudly and said,

"SHE. IS. MY. FEMALE." he said in so much authority


just where's the hell AM I!??
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