06-25-2012, 12:29 AM
It was a hot summer day. A young grey, and shaggy looking wolf named Theracus. He did not even recognize what land or even country he was in. The days began to blur and he was beyond starving. The last time he had even a bite to eat was almost three days ago when he discovered a half-eaten deer laying in the woods. This was a hard life for a wolf like Theracus to survive in. With no training in any survival skills he was lost and doomed to die.
"If i don't eat soon i don't think i will be able to make it even till the morning". Theracus searched the woods for food or even another Luprica to help him survive but as the hours dragged on he knew deep in his heart that there was no hope. After the lengthy search he gave up and decided just to find a place to lie down and die. So he found a open grove and began to rest and wait for the end of his life.
"If i don't eat soon i don't think i will be able to make it even till the morning". Theracus searched the woods for food or even another Luprica to help him survive but as the hours dragged on he knew deep in his heart that there was no hope. After the lengthy search he gave up and decided just to find a place to lie down and die. So he found a open grove and began to rest and wait for the end of his life.