(Lol, lots of catching up to do.

Glad to be back, as well!

Maybe I'll be a bit better at role-playing now to be qualified for this site, not that I have to be.. Just wanna show how much I love your site, Skye!

)
Winoa was now terrified, shivering and shaking in her place. Her ears pricked up as the wolf spoke, but as it disapeared she cuddled closer to Midnight.
"Wha-what was that?" She slightly whimpered.
But the area was no longer a peaceful, wooded area. No. Now it a sort of nightmare. Only it was no nightmare. This was reality. Winoa hid farther behind Midnight, moving into the back of the tree-hollow; More terrified than before.
"Wha-what's going on?" She whined, looking from Midnight to Rose.
"Please don't be something bad.." Winoa said, almost whimpering.
"Ple-please don't hurt us, whoever y-you are." She finished with a whine.
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Wolves should run with they're hearts desire,
Only until they meet man's hand.
Listening to the wind's song,
Forever free they shall be. ~By me.