His little whispers
Love me.
Love me.
That's all I ask for,
Love me.
Love me.
Wonder's what its like to touch,
And feel something.
Monster.
How should I feel?
Creatures lie here.
Looking through the window...
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He was a pure black wolf, his eyes were silver gray, they were dark and passonite.
His ears were angled backward, listening incase anything was following him. He had been wandering these abandon streets for days. And was concerned creatures were following him around, looking for a sign of weakness. The black wolf sighed, in the cold winter night air his breath was visable.
I suppose you are wondering just exactly who I am? Well, My name is Jet. I am an outcast. Everyone hates me. I am the last dark wolf alive here on earth. What is a dark wolf? They are wolves that have dragon and demon blood mixed in with their own. They are regocnized by their black pelt and unatural eyes. But, from this unholy creation that I am, was born the brother of a Dark wolf. A Light wolf. They are white pelted wolves with dusk-colored eyes, a mixture of Angel blood and wolf blood. They were naturally the protectors of this earth, until the selfish humans used their blood for their own gain. One of the Light wolves, in order to protect their magic, wiped out the human race. And as far as it is known, the breed of Light wolves died out and disapeared. Now, Canines and Larger Felines are the dominant race of this world. Though, a nasty race of monster runs about, They are stupid and brutal. Killing everything they see.
Now, My plan is to keep walking until I find some kind of hope for me. I've been driven to madness, I'm starting to consider repopulating the Dark wolf race with another female wolf. And that idea itself is idiotic, as the pups would be mutated in blood and would lead deadly lives. But right now, My goal is to survive.