She kills my self-control [p]
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The sun had brought the female wolf out of her state of sweet dreams and slumbers. The female did not want to waste the day away; she had to start making a place for her to stay during the chilly night of the fall, winter and early spring. The female was still not sure if she was going to use the house, like the black she leader had offered her, or if she was going to be an odd one and find a place in the pack lands that she could live like she had for the years past, in a wolf, she lived in a den that she dug with her Aunt’s help after she had turned two. It was big enough for her, and there was enough room that she could dig down further or even further back if the she wolf took on a mate, or if she wanted to have a litter. Charm had never done either so it was just the right amount of room for her, the only thing that made it not so enjoyable was when the snow would come into her den and cover her and place frost upon her coat, she would have to groom her-self before she came out of the den to warm up her coat before she get the frost off her coat.

The she wolf knew she needed to explore the house maybe even find a room that she might want to stay in for the colder nights of the year. The female fingers explored her tightly braided cornrows; she had just done them the other night, and then placed her scarf upon her head, and went to bed. The brown eared female moved up the path to the house, the lady sitting upon the porch looked…well sort of like the female leader. ”Ya new?” She spoke as her hips swayed as she moved closer and closer to the house, as she found a seat on the steps to the house, as she looked to the black lady.


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