"Run" I thought as my already tired legs struggled to dodge trunks and tree branches in the dense forest. Before I knew it, I was that stupid of a movie character who falls whilst running from something/someone. Trying hard to get up, a faint scent barely hit my nostrils. My wolf began to stir happily even in this desperate moment. Already knowing my fate, I let my heavy head go down on the moist earth before my wolf concluded; "Mate" And I blacked out. [ Highest Rank on Werewolf: #57]
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