fantaisie Người sói

The Dark chó sói, sói Cry Part 1
It was snowing i always hate snow i get Mất tích from the others of the Pack but they don’t care about it me. Since mother die father become the Alpha and forget about me and the others ignore me cause I’am different iam dark the only one who haves dark lông, lông thú in the pack its me and the rest of the pack have withe lông, lông thú and I the only one of them with dark black lông, lông thú and the worst is my yellow eyes they are shining mom says she like them but I hate I look like a monster.
The snow its getting harder iam tired its just better I lay down here and fade in the snow
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Prolouge
It was a beautiful night, with the moon covering the fresh, untouched snow with a sleek silver sheen. Two massive wolves, one noticbly larger than the other, stalked into the moonlit clearing. A sense of regalness shrouded around them, and they seemed to never touch the ground. They stopped in the center where the moon shown directly on thair sleek pelts. The smaller one, a beautiful jet black she-wolf with lông, lông thú as silky as a dove's feather, and eyes as silver as the moonlight she stood on, was the first to speak,"When will she realize her true destiny?" her voice was as smooth- and...

Gasping for breath, the grey chó sói, sói raced through the trees.
His mate ran alongside him with a tiny pup dangling from her jaws and her yearling son on her heels.
Their pursuiters crashed through the underbrush behind them, gaining ground with each step.
“Keep going!” he barked to his small pack.
Without warning, two Người sói stood before them, teeth bared.
As they came to a sudden stop, half a dozen Người sói emerged from the forest.
They were quickly surrounded on all sides.
“What do bạn want from us?” the grey chó sói, sói growled, lông, lông thú rising along his back.
Beside him, his mate laid her ears back...

PROLOGUE
The fresh scent of cáo, fox ran up her nose, and the she-wolf lifted her feeble head. It was almost her time to give birth to her first litter of pups. Suddenly, the bushy lông, lông thú of the cáo, fox was visible. The she-wolf growled, and the cáo, fox ran.
"Oh, thank Deo!" She cried aloud, the cáo, fox wouldn't be trouble. Snow was gently falling outside of the den. As she lay in wait, her first twinge in her belly made the she-wolf yelp, surprised.
The birth was long and horrible. She knew Deo was punishing her for mating outside of her pack. The she-wolf's sides were heaving up and down, pain gripped her belly....