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Post by » moonshine on Nov 7, 2008 18:36:18 GMT -5
Delilah
Won't someone come and save me?
Ebony streaks edged across the white wonderland. Her fur was dotted with the freezing, white snow giving the scene an affect of an old time film. Her blue eyes darted around the endless abess of ivory, searching for any sign of another wolf or prey or a den. Nothing. She whinned as she edged forward, struggling to keep herself up and moving. She felt as if every limb was made of ice and stuggled to quicken her pace to prevent the feeling of freezing cold and pain in her paws. Would this search ever end? I need to find shelter... she reminded herself as her mind went dizzy from the blank whiteness of the snow covered ground. The sky was pure white, just like the ground, and it was hard to make out the holes and hills on the terrian. She stopped, her legs wobbling in the deep snow. Cold smoke went through her nostrils and into her lungs. As coughed and spat, her legs couldn't hold her weight no longer. She plummented to the ground with a grunt. Oh no. She tried getting up, but ended back on the ground. She repeatedly kept trying, until she used up all of energy and lied helplessly on the ground.
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