Wolves of Spirit

Nightmare kept creeping closer, until he could see her. she was with another wolf. he sneered, then slowly his fur changed to the exact same color and pattern as the bush he was behind.
 
"I'm sorry..." Justice said, sympathetically.
she inched a little closer. "what are your powers?" she asked.

Nightmare perked up his ears. he could hear his sisters voice in the distance. something about power. he started creeping closer, close to the ground and not making a sound.


"I'm not exactly sure!" Scar said with a laugh.


(good night!)


(Night!)
 
Gemheart was now laying besides Sorren and snuggled with him. She curled in a little ball. She felt safe, and trusted.
 

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