[ Post a Response | Wind Gale Pack ]
Posted by Frollo on December 30, 2007, 7:07 pm
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It was time to take matters into his own will.
From the highest point of Wind Gale, where in the spring the entire meadow could be seen green and colorful with flowers, Frollo sat. He was tired of collecting blessings, trying to have more magic than any other wolf. Now was the time to stop playing this silly game of hide-and-seek. It was judgment day.
Blood thumped in the roman numeral three on his right shoulder like a second heart. Frollo's black wings were tucked away and wrapped neatly on his back like a cape. There was a difference in this black wolf from the time he and the alpha first met. Back then Frollo was wicked and uncaring, there was always something slimy about his presence. Now the wolf looked stronger, and even more confident in his abilities than when he was inflamed with false pride. Years of submission under LZ's rule and the attack from the tiger had broken him. He was a changed wolf. It was not apparent what kind of ruler Frollo could be now that he was different, though.
Rearing his head back, Frollo howled for a challenge from the alpha. If he did not come in a certain number of days then Frollo would be deemed alpha; however, should LZ come back after fourteen days Frollo would gladly fight, despite him being a powerful rank, to prove which one was the greater king.
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