them.
Kira scented Storm. Even through the pouring rain she could still catch her scent. Kira just stared at Storm. She didn't growl or anything, she just kept walking. Why did they attack us? Oh, wait I know..because Quent is a human..and..and..I'm helping him to hunt wolves. I don't mean it..it's just...I can't let him down...I can't leave him.. she thought to herself as she walked through the city.
Sven nodded. "Both.." he said quietly. Sven felt the drops coming from the sky and merely ignored it. the cold drops sent slight shivers down his spine, but he didn't seem to care. Sven ruffled his jet black hair and lay down on his back staring up at the sky and sighing softly. He always thought of his mother on days like this. After a run in with a gun...and on a rainy day. Sven could feel sadness welling up inside him as he watched those horrible memories in his mind. He closed his eyes to see them more clearly.
Storm watched Kira walk away, even through her disguise she knew that was Kira. Blood seeped through her fingers from her shoulder and on her right leg, her vision bagen to blurr. 'Great...now I'm losing too much...blood...' Her human form wobbled a bit, her eyes half closed in both forms, and she soon fell to the ground. A puddle of her own blood begining to surround her body.
The white wolf and blonde haired girl curled up in a tight ball, the drops of rain starting to feel numb against her body.
To be continued...
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