J-Jaison?
Mystic took one look at the abandoned shack and gulped, but she knew something was wrong. So, reluctantly, she padded down, jumping at every step.
"J-Jaison?" she called in barely a whisper. But instead of Jaison, a big black wolf appeared, the one that killed her father. She growled. It was on.
"J-Jaison?" she called in barely a whisper. But instead of Jaison, a big black wolf appeared, the one that killed her father. She growled. It was on.
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