Legend of The Prism Wolf 14Legend of The Prism Wolf 14 by SaritaWolff
It had finally grown dark. Crickets sung their continuous night song. The trickle of water from the nearby stream bubbled and dripped, singing its own strange lullaby. Daren sighed and stared at his warped reflection, illuminated by the half moon. Celine lay by him, silent. A rustle in the trees and cracking of branches interrupted the calm. Daren cast a sleepy glance over his shoulder. It was Mark, the human. Daren didnt know why, but a great anger began to swell in his chest. He turned back to face the stream. The human didnt belong here. He shouldnt be here. Yet Daren had defended him.
How did you get here? Daren asked, seemingly emotionless, still looking into the stream with his back turned to Mark.
I followed you. Mark answered, We were um looking for you.
Therere several teams. Vritras actually with one I think. Um I w
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