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 Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 7:07 pm
 In the valley of the leaf, the wolves play in the swirling leaves. There are many gods in our world. Many find a place to live. What happens when real wolves choose to live in their world? They become followers. Believers of hope.
Here in the valley of the leaf, is where the goddess Autumn lives. Her love, happiness, and joy empregnants the land with the vibrant colors of her domain. Every season she gets to run about making the whole world feel her beauty. She sleeps in the valley of trees. Here, wolves migrate. Some stay, truly enjoying the beauty.
Is this land truly all peaceful.
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 7:08 pm
xsongoxxx Alya woke to the uprising sun. Bright in her eyes. She looked around and stretched out her back. Pawing the ground. Soon, around her feet were puddles of water. Then as she stood up, ice looked like it came right up from the ground. It really was from Alya's own four paws. She shivered, this normally happened in the morning. She pulled her front left paw up and shook it around until the ice fell off. She did the same to her right one. Then she began walking around the den as the ice on her back paws cracked until piece by piece came off.
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