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Posted by Frollo on September 13, 2005, 5:02 pm The shadowy colored wolf darted across the dying meadows. The ship named, Fall, was docking at Wolf Mountain and the crew were slowly killing the plants and making way for winter. Air was turning chilly and leaves were now cloaked in their best red and orange robes. Fall was Frollo's favorite season. Everything was under Nature's control and nature chose to kill everything under her own will at this time of year. Power like Nature's could never be obtained, but Frollo could dream about having such a great gift. Quickly daydreaming about it made Frollo secretly smile. Frollo quickly hid the smile away like an artist would erase a bad drawing and frowned. Still anxious to meet the new alpha, Frollo stopped in the middle of a dying meadow and freed a deep and glorious howl that was waiting to be released of the cage called, Frollo.
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"Where is she?" Frollo sniffed the air for the alpha. He noticed that there was a new sent months ago, but he choose to ignore it. Heedless about the sent at first, the wolf didn't realize it was important until he found out that he couldn't find the sent of the first alpha. Inflamed with the news Frollo searched for the new leader for a strong conversation about any new government that might take place in the pack.
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