of it's power was fading all to quickly.

  "I will." Kiba nodded, getting up. "See you there." Harper said. "In Rakuen..." Harper's gold eyes starred at him as he left.

    Running at full speed to protect his paradice, Kiba left Harper, not looking back, knowing he had seen her for the last time.

     Half-way accross the ice, he heard a lowd roar. Not quite a howl, nor a growl. A mix of both, and blood gurgling inbetween. It was Harper, her head pointed to the west, tears flooding her bloody face, and her body heald high with dignaty. Kiba stood, he had looked back, and the image, the pure remanince of Harper's final strenght drained in a mournful roar.

     Kiba felt as if all the strengh, anger, and sorrow from the roar filled his veins, and he ran off, faster than ever, to take vengence on the wolf.

     Harper's body collapsed. Blood was ozzing out of her on litteraly every inch. the blood filling her mouth, and the tears that were leaking into the lake were all so strangley comphortable.

      Suddenly, Harper felt like she was wrapped up in a warm, soft blanket infront of a warm fire, with Caden next to her. Nothing hurt, nothing needed to be satisfied. She was not hungery, nor thirsty. Harper breithed, and closed her eyes for the last time. Her mind vividly remembered the wolves she had come with, and the wolves she loved.

       The grey lifeless body sunk slowly into the lake, as the grey wolf's spirit ran, happilly and tirelessly in a warm, grassy feild with her brother and Toboe. The sping sun warming their coats.

       Harper's scar still remained, and the left eye was still usless. But it didn't matter to her anymore. She was content in almost every way.

    ...Almost.

Continues from the end of wolf's rain animated siries to Black Peril fictional siries. Be sure to read/watch thiese to help understand my consept.

~DragonWings