Where the Wolves run Free ~ Tylaftril's Story

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I didn’t want anything but the food. I padded over to where the two-paw was standing, on top of a wall with a bunch of other two-paws. “And this is our wolf exhibit, where we have three wolves.” The two-paw said. “This one walking towards us is Tylaftril. She is one of the youngest wolves we have here. Her name means ruby moon dance. All the wolves in this pen are named after famous Indians in the tribe of Gyssanea. Over by the cave, we have Kethnae, who is Tylaftril’s mother. And over next to her is Maele, a wolf cub.” The two-paw leaned over the bars on top of the wall and tossed some meat down to me. I ate it quickly, before Maele could come steal my food. All the two-paws gasped and some of them shrieked. I turned around to see what was the matter, and running towards me, ready to kill was Maele.
 
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Interesting story.
 
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"I got it first!" I started to say, then saw that Maele's face was twisted with an emotion I had never see before. It was just a chunk of meat. Something was wrong, Maele was my best friend, he wouldn't hurt me, would he? He leaped into the air, going towards my throat, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw a two-paw come into the pen with a little black stick. The two-paw was pointing the stick at Maele, who's teeth and claws were sinking into my pelt. It's too late! I thought, then with a bang, I blacked out. Sinking into darkness, my ally.........
 

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