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Stormwolf 15 (why do i call it this still -___-) Midnight

Its been exactly a year since the deaths of storm and blaze, they lived there lives and were now living the good life in eternity with each other, while their precious daughter felt tortured living in a pack. There was no freedom, no liberty, just live up to the pack standards witch was no fun at all. The only reason she was in that pack is because her aunt Rosalyn regained her repute as alpha. She wanted to be her own wolf, no rules or restrictions. But as long as there was an alpha there would be rules. Her mind always circled around leaving this place, for one all the males stalked her around waiting for little midnight to reach her sexual maturity, she got her precious looks from her mother, even her luscious purple eyes with the rims over her pupils bright blue from her auntie. Her beauty could match no other female but sometimes she wishes she could be filthy looking so the older males would leave her isolated.

Roslayn usually kept a close eye on her niece. One so she wouldn't run off, and two so she can make sure any males weren't trying anything and they'd keep there paws away from her. It wasn't the first time. Her successor, Bider had been exiled for touching up on midnight, she had almost slew him if her pack hadn't held her back from tearing him to shreds. The whole scenario played in the back of her mind once more like a repetitive bird squawking in her ear:

"Good evening midnight, the birds tweeting in their familiar tune as always, yes?". He had said while he swaggered up to the calm young she~wolf. Little midnight didn't know what to say, she had usually kept to herself in a ditch. "Oh, um yes fine i suppose". She spoke quickly and nervously as her head turned in the opposite direction. Bider had scooted closer as his waist pressed up tightly against her side. With widened eyes midnight looked around scanning the land for her aunt. Bider stretched his arm over and placed his paw hot on her leg. "Nice day, hm?". He started stroking his paw over her leg. Rosalyn lifted up her head and she gripped bider by the neck.

Rosalyn didn't want to remember anymore, it was bad enough she had to kick out her best male, but she promised storm when they were just pups that they'd keep each other safe, she didn't mention pups but she knew it was what she would want. Her glare focused midnight, she was alone except for all the males in her pack staring down at her. She looked at her closely and saw she was embarrassed, and she wanted to escape their gaze. She rolled her eyes and yipped inviting midnight over to lay by her side on the chief rock. "Males are bizarre creatures". She chuckled under her breath. Midnight didn't take in her aunts attempt to cheer her up. Her sigh escaped her throat and she arose from her laid back state, nuzzling rosalyn, midnight vaulted down and onto the flat land. "I'm going out to practice my hare coursing". She said with a sigh as she trailed into the woods.

Midnight had lied for the first time, it felt wrong. But after all it was her chance to get out of that place. She took some steps forward as she heard some paw prints coming fast behind her, it was only rosalyn. "I'm coming with you" she panted slightly as the breath came fast, looked like her chest was vibrating. "I don't need help hunting" her eyes fell halfway and she looked at her aunt seriously. "I know what your doing, if your leaving the pack i'm coming to". Midnight was about to retaliate in saying she could care for herself but she knew she could use help. The two she wolves ran at press paw speed to their unknown destination, something crossed her mind and she changed her course of direction. Rosalyn reluctantly followed.

It had been days since they left, there had been no food to eat and they hadn't even stopped to rest, but they had high spirits they would be somewhere perfect sooner or later. They calmly began walking along a strange pathway, they were both confused on what happened with their surroundings. The sky had strange glowing lights, they looked as if they were performing a dance routine for their arrival. midnight began to wheeze and wince, and she collapsed. Rosalyn turned back and nudged her cheek and moved over her body to lay beside her. She felt as if they were being watched from above. Rosalyn raised her eyebrows when she saw a shadowy figure land hard on the long grass covered earth. It was a wolf..but it had..it had. "Greetings.." the shadowy figure approached them, he swaggered in front of them and made a smirk. Midnight and her aunt widened their eyes..This wolf had wings..

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Stormwolf 15 (why do i call it this still -___-) Midnight

Its been exactly a year since the deaths of storm and blaze, they lived there lives and were now living the good life in eternity with each other, while their precious daughter felt tortured living in a pack. There was no freedom, no liberty, just live up to the pack standards witch was no fun at all. The only reason she was in that pack is because her aunt Rosalyn regained her repute as alpha. She wanted to be her own wolf, no rules or restrictions. But as long as there was an alpha there would be rules. Her mind always circled around leaving this place, for one all the males stalked her around waiting for little midnight to reach her sexual maturity, she got her precious looks from her mother, even her luscious purple eyes with the rims over her pupils bright blue from her auntie. Her beauty could match no other female but sometimes she wishes she could be filthy looking so the older males would leave her isolated.

Roslayn usually kept a close eye on her niece. One so she wouldn't run off, and two so she can make sure any males weren't trying anything and they'd keep there paws away from her. It wasn't the first time. Her successor, Bider had been exiled for touching up on midnight, she had almost slew him if her pack hadn't held her back from tearing him to shreds. The whole scenario played in the back of her mind once more like a repetitive bird squawking in her ear:

"Good evening midnight, the birds tweeting in their familiar tune as always, yes?". He had said while he swaggered up to the calm young she~wolf. Little midnight didn't know what to say, she had usually kept to herself in a ditch. "Oh, um yes fine i suppose". She spoke quickly and nervously as her head turned in the opposite direction. Bider had scooted closer as his waist pressed up tightly against her side. With widened eyes midnight looked around scanning the land for her aunt. Bider stretched his arm over and placed his paw hot on her leg. "Nice day, hm?". He started stroking his paw over her leg. Rosalyn lifted up her head and she gripped bider by the neck.

Rosalyn didn't want to remember anymore, it was bad enough she had to kick out her best male, but she promised storm when they were just pups that they'd keep each other safe, she didn't mention pups but she knew it was what she would want. Her glare focused midnight, she was alone except for all the males in her pack staring down at her. She looked at her closely and saw she was embarrassed, and she wanted to escape their gaze. She rolled her eyes and yipped inviting midnight over to lay by her side on the chief rock. "Males are bizarre creatures". She chuckled under her breath. Midnight didn't take in her aunts attempt to cheer her up. Her sigh escaped her throat and she arose from her laid back state, nuzzling rosalyn, midnight vaulted down and onto the flat land. "I'm going out to practice my hare coursing". She said with a sigh as she trailed into the woods.

Midnight had lied for the first time, it felt wrong. But after all it was her chance to get out of that place. She took some steps forward as she heard some paw prints coming fast behind her, it was only rosalyn. "I'm coming with you" she panted slightly as the breath came fast, looked like her chest was vibrating. "I don't need help hunting" her eyes fell halfway and she looked at her aunt seriously. "I know what your doing, if your leaving the pack i'm coming to". Midnight was about to retaliate in saying she could care for herself but she knew she could use help. The two she wolves ran at press paw speed to their unknown destination, something crossed her mind and she changed her course of direction. Rosalyn reluctantly followed.

It had been days since they left, there had been no food to eat and they hadn't even stopped to rest, but they had high spirits they would be somewhere perfect sooner or later. They calmly began walking along a strange pathway, they were both confused on what happened with their surroundings. The sky had strange glowing lights, they looked as if they were performing a dance routine for their arrival. midnight began to wheeze and wince, and she collapsed. Rosalyn turned back and nudged her cheek and moved over her body to lay beside her. She felt as if they were being watched from above. Rosalyn raised her eyebrows when she saw a shadowy figure land hard on the long grass covered earth. It was a wolf..but it had..it had. "Greetings.." the shadowy figure approached them, he swaggered in front of them and made a smirk. Midnight and her aunt widened their eyes..This wolf had wings..