Valor
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Last published Sat, Dec 22, 2018
"Valor, great courage in the face of danger, especially in battle. That is what your name means, does it not, little fawn?" The wolf asked as he circled his prey. Her bow was thrown out of her hand, behind the wolf on the forest floor.
"Come, you think you are the protector of this forest?" He chuckled.
"You are nothing but a prey waiting to be devoured by it's predator."
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