THe wolven Forest
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- Wolfhanyou
- Legendary
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- Joined: Sun Apr 10, 2005 5:38 pm
- Location: In a Box Being Sold On Ebay
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- Mercury
- Posts: 1
- Joined: Mon Oct 17, 2005 10:01 pm
- Custom Title: The Darkly King
- Location: always falling
it seemedthat the two lycans below had a new wulfie on their hands. Merc wasn't in his wolf skin--instead, he took on his man-form, the dark dredlocks dropping low, nigh his lower back. Duel eyes of a firey yellow stayed on the group, as that slender frame leaned against a tree. Ah, he remembered his first days as a werewolf. having been cursed young, like this one appearently, he knew the wear and tear it caused, yet the beauty of the finished piece. Dark clothing shielded him slightly, but in mid-day as this, he was easily seen. his amusement, too, was obvious, just waiting to be noticed, surprised their noses hadn't yet picked him up.
"I howl for you, but all I get in return is the ache of losing you."