Wolf and human/indian~wolf~ RPG~*(Need players)*

Ivy looked up at him. She smiled a little, but her smile faded quickly. Lucky limped back to Ivy, crumbling to her feet a few feet in front of her. Her side was wounded, and so was her neck. Ivy dragged herself to Lucky, stroking her fur.

"Ivy, I am so sorry. I can call a wolf that is hard to see and reach. But I need your permission. Also would you like me to carry you Hawkeye?" he asked cautiously.
 
"Ivy, I am so sorry. I can call a wolf that is hard to see and reach. But I need your permission. Also would you like me to carry you Hawkeye?" he asked cautiously.

Ivy shook her head. "I can walk," she said. Pain shot through her head, but she ignored it, standing up. She sheathed her dagger, and took the arrows out of the wolves she had shot. There was a wound in her leg, but she also ignored it. "Come on Lucky," she whispered. Lucky stood up, shaking. Ivy smiled faintly. "Thank you," she said, turning to him.
 
Ivy shook her head. "I can walk," she said. Pain shot through her head, but she ignored it, standing up. She sheathed her dagger, and took the arrows out of the wolves she had shot. There was a wound in her leg, but she also ignored it. "Come on Lucky," she whispered. Lucky stood up, shaking. Ivy smiled faintly. "Thank you," she said, turning to him.
"You welcome, if you need anything, I will get that wolf." he smiled.
 
"You welcome, if you need anything, I will get that wolf." he smiled.

Ivy nodded. She picked up the dead wolves. "I've never seen any wolves like these," she muttered. She walked heavily back to her tree. Taking a few cobwebs, she washed the blood off of her face. Pain shot once again through her body, and she shivered a little, her breath short. Lucky licked her wounds slowly. Ivy leaned back on a rock.
 
Ivy nodded. She picked up the dead wolves. "I've never seen any wolves like these," she muttered. She walked heavily back to her tree. Taking a few cobwebs, she washed the blood off of her face. Pain shot once again through her body, and she shivered a little, her breath short. Lucky licked her wounds slowly. Ivy leaned back on a rock.

Starfire watched what Ivy was doing, "What do you mean there are all kinds of crazy wolves, whats wrong with these ones." he said.
 
Starfire watched what Ivy was doing, "What do you mean there are all kinds of crazy wolves, whats wrong with these ones." he said.

"They're from a dark land," Ivy said, looking in front of her. She closed her eyes. "They seek to kill everything in their path," she added.
 
"They're from a dark land," Ivy said, looking in front of her. She closed her eyes. "They seek to kill everything in their path," she added.

"Are you talking about that indian tribe that is well hidden somewhere? And they raise wolves to kill?
 

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