The trash of one men may be gold for others

Akira Youali · 10-03-2011, 08:25 PM

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The she black wolfess just arrived at the edges of the abandoned city. Ha-li-fax. She was told that this was the perfect place to find new stuff for her den and some weapons that would help her on her task of defending the pack borders. The place was full of large buildings, some with a really unstable look, but there were other ones that seemed like a better choice to start looking. She walked toward the open door of a near building. Walking in, the large she-wolf looked around searching for anything with an interesting look. There was some furniture left, but nothing that could be useful for her. Checking up among wood drawers and some boxes that someone left behind she only found some old trash and some useless small tools made of plastic.

Is there anything here that I can use? She spoke to herself. Turning at the left she saw the stairs that leaded to a second floor. She walked upstairs carefully, the structure was old and could be already damaged, the last thing that the wolfess would like to happen away from home was to get really wounded by a stupid accident. She finally reached the second floor and entered the first room at the left. There was an enormous bed with a metal support, and a wooden closet with broken doors. Taking the broken doors at one side she started to search into the bunch of dirty clothes and pieces of fabric. It seemed like a small animal nested in there, but there was a large quilt that was not really damaged or dirty, just a fast wash on the river and it was going to be pretty useful for the winter. Wrapping the quilt and collocating it under her arm she continued toward the entrance to give a look at the other rooms...

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