Post by Siren Rain on Dec 7, 2008 13:35:33 GMT -6
The pits where in the slums, and to close to dreamer. The young mutt ran as hard as he could to get away from the Pits. His body scarded up, he limped on four lets, two the padding on the bottoms where ripped. He heard the pit owners, but they stopped at the boards of Lunar Woods. He panted knowing another pack most live here. No wanting anymore trouble his muzzle rose to the sky and a griggling whole left his lips. It was week and cut off.
His fur that was once pure white was now black and red with blood. HIs legs shook and he panted trying to keep his blances. He was no older then 14 years old. He had to get to somewhere safe! He didn't want to die. He took run when his gates opened to let him out to fight. He faught and killed the female he was to fight an ran. He was a mutt. A mix of human and werewolf birth. He was not strong like a full blooded one, but he held his own. Right now he just needed help.
He let out another howl and lowered his body to the ground. He coldn't stand anylonger. He was a pup, not a thread.
His fur that was once pure white was now black and red with blood. HIs legs shook and he panted trying to keep his blances. He was no older then 14 years old. He had to get to somewhere safe! He didn't want to die. He took run when his gates opened to let him out to fight. He faught and killed the female he was to fight an ran. He was a mutt. A mix of human and werewolf birth. He was not strong like a full blooded one, but he held his own. Right now he just needed help.
He let out another howl and lowered his body to the ground. He coldn't stand anylonger. He was a pup, not a thread.