(Eve talking)
My story starts with my family. I was an only pup, with a mother I didn't see to much...., and a father who cared for me a lot.
My mother died in the process of my birth, so I never saw her. My father told me stories of her...
He کہا that she had شاہبلوت, شاہ بلوط fur, and deep green eyes. He also کہا she was very brave, and a true Alpha. My mother and father were lone wolves, so my father and I needed a lot of help hunting. I learned very quickly. Now get comfortable, we are just now....getting into the story.
The دن me and my father were moving to a new place, a safer ماند, خلوت خانہ site, I was nervous and scared at the same time. I looked at my father's white fur... and pale hazel eyes as we walked through the woods. "Dad...?" I asked. "Yes Evealene?" He said.
And yes, my full name is Evealene.
"Will mother ever come back?" I asked. "No, I'm afraid not." My father کہا with a sigh.
Hours passed as we walked through the woods in silence. As we finally reached a new den, I hopped inside. My father, who now I shall call, Dream, waited at sat at the edge of the den. He howled.
It was long, and loud. I listened as I went to sleep, using the howl as my lullaby.
My story starts with my family. I was an only pup, with a mother I didn't see to much...., and a father who cared for me a lot.
My mother died in the process of my birth, so I never saw her. My father told me stories of her...
He کہا that she had شاہبلوت, شاہ بلوط fur, and deep green eyes. He also کہا she was very brave, and a true Alpha. My mother and father were lone wolves, so my father and I needed a lot of help hunting. I learned very quickly. Now get comfortable, we are just now....getting into the story.
The دن me and my father were moving to a new place, a safer ماند, خلوت خانہ site, I was nervous and scared at the same time. I looked at my father's white fur... and pale hazel eyes as we walked through the woods. "Dad...?" I asked. "Yes Evealene?" He said.
And yes, my full name is Evealene.
"Will mother ever come back?" I asked. "No, I'm afraid not." My father کہا with a sigh.
Hours passed as we walked through the woods in silence. As we finally reached a new den, I hopped inside. My father, who now I shall call, Dream, waited at sat at the edge of the den. He howled.
It was long, and loud. I listened as I went to sleep, using the howl as my lullaby.