Post by wolflord on Jun 12, 2006 16:52:59 GMT
Enjoy guys 
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Wolf Lord awoke, a searing pain in his chest. It felt like an invisible dagger had pierced his chest. He looked around at his one room apartment. He was lying on a couch, with the springs poking out. A broken television lay on the floor (He had been using this for a table) the floor was covered in dirt and food, which mice ate then ran into nearby clothing. Wolf Lord then looked down and saw his claws piercing his chest and blood staining the cover.
“Not again!” Said Wolf Lord, as he stopped straining his wrists, and his claws slid back into his knuckles.
This had been happening for months. Dreams of roaming the streets slaughtering citizens and awaking with searing pain in his chest. Of course these were just dreams, but they were frightening all the same. He had thought of telling Akkarin, but was worried of being kicked from the one thing which made him feel like a hero. Whenever around, Alfred he felt worried, but usually managed to push his feelings down inside.
Wolf Lord stood, and looked out the window. Outside was a dead body, claw marks in its chest.
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Wolf Lord awoke, a searing pain in his chest. It felt like an invisible dagger had pierced his chest. He looked around at his one room apartment. He was lying on a couch, with the springs poking out. A broken television lay on the floor (He had been using this for a table) the floor was covered in dirt and food, which mice ate then ran into nearby clothing. Wolf Lord then looked down and saw his claws piercing his chest and blood staining the cover.
“Not again!” Said Wolf Lord, as he stopped straining his wrists, and his claws slid back into his knuckles.
This had been happening for months. Dreams of roaming the streets slaughtering citizens and awaking with searing pain in his chest. Of course these were just dreams, but they were frightening all the same. He had thought of telling Akkarin, but was worried of being kicked from the one thing which made him feel like a hero. Whenever around, Alfred he felt worried, but usually managed to push his feelings down inside.
Wolf Lord stood, and looked out the window. Outside was a dead body, claw marks in its chest.