~ Rolling Hills ~ a wolf RP

Zorra shrugged, she headed for the prey pile, dropped of the rabbit and ran back to silver. Along the way she thought about her mate, he had died of illness long ago, but he lived on in her memory. He was a massive black wolf, which made the others in her old pack wonder why he'd choose such a small wolf as his mate. She sighed, missing him more then anything.
Silver smiled holding her own kill,
 

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