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Joined: Jul 2008 Gender: Female  Posts: 3 Karma: 0 |  | I wish to own « Thread Started on Jul 8, 2008, 2:07am » | |
Lillith walked on with her eyes downcast. She was slowly walking watching the next wet, small, riverbed rocks. After finallying reaching a tight fit of a rock, she lifted her head, towards the glisting waterfall. This waterfall... Flash backs of her younger life, flashed past her eyes. Remebrance of when she was little of going across small rapids that were created by the rush of the waterfall. She silently sat down and gently let her head drop. Giant, blops of tears gently slid down her eyes. She lifted her head, and had a small smile on her face. I must have this waterfall... If I don't... I ..... I..... I don't know what I would do. She lifted her head, which seemed to grow heavy with sadness. After seeing seven large stones that had been able to see through out the entire, waterfall. She crouched with a strained look on her face. She held back for a moment, hoping that with her jump would not let her down with a missing step. She jumped with a wide mouth and a intense glare in her eyes. She smiled thinking she would make it. She extended her claws and griped the stone, cold gray stone, just with a missing chance. She griped the edge, and struggled her way up the stones. She climbed her way up, with a look of happiness. She looked out over the falling waterfall, as cold, wet mist sprayed in her face.This waterfall I shall claim with joy and with the feel of pride. I will grow a large clan, and I will teach them about the greatness of this waterfall! She jumped with grace across the stones that were covered in green, moist, moss and littered with mist. She knew that she needed to know about a waterfall before you want a waterfall. She slid down the rocks into the water, which was luke warm. It was going to need work on it, and she was a gray wolf who would take time out to actually go out and work on it with joy. Never once would she have to worry about being alone anymore, for she right now was with the waterfall. If she was not granted the great waterfall, she would still come and slowly slip into the cool waters of its clear, blue water. This is all she needed to grow a clan with a flick of a tail, and a lick of the chops.
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