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I decided to do POVs instead of just Chelsea's story. I wanted to get mannetjeseend, drake and Chelsea's thoughts into this. Please commentaar to tell me wether of not this was a good idea of not. Thank you
Chelsea's POV: I finally stood up looking at the bones and meat left over from what I had eaten. Thanks to mannetjeseend, drake I wouldn't have probably gotten a meal. I'd probably be starving right now. Oh why did he have to have a mate? I didn't even know the guy and I already have a crush on him. I shake my head mumbleing to myself and walk.

As I walk I begin to notice something...
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posted by metalwolf116
He started out life as he wanted to live it, gentally nurtured door the tete of wolf strength. His pack was a good one, he had it all; A mother a father and a pack that loved him dearly.

One dag a horrible brand broke out over the packs domain killing most of their number, saved door his mother that perched him high on a cliff before plummeting into the firey abyss below-she was never seen again. His father died also. Alone he roams; looking for a pack to call his home.

Has he found it in the anubians wolf pack? Will they accept him here? These thoughts ravage his head as he enters the anubians pack domain. He boldly steps up to take his place among the pack ranks and form a new life he can call his own.
As soon as I snapped the twig and saw my only meal I was probably gonna get run away I noticed a wolf going after them. I walked out of the brush and looked at it. He was one of those sleek, lean, hand- wait where was I going with this?!I facepaw myself trying to get the thought out of my head. No way on earth was that wolf handsome.....I.....I was just imagioning. Then I saw it. He managed to take down two caribu. 'why two?' I asked myself. 'Did he see me?' I sit and look as he walked over. Slowly I backed away because first off I didn't know this wolf and seconde off I didn't know if he had...
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This contest Is an Idea Of Wolfiey So i am posting this but Im taking part in this I will do the Opening rap And That will Kick it off So Rap battle Is When two rapper Rap making the best Rap And most insulting Rap toward the other rapper:

1st: 10 props

2nd: 5 props

3rd: 3 props

4th: 1 prop

5th: 0 complimenten

So make your rap good And hope u take first Oh yeah And Use as Many swears as u want u don't have to block them This is a free off your head rap battle so think well and good luck....Xscash232
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Fast Facts
Type: Mammal
Diet: Carnivore
Average life span in the wild: 6 to 8 years
Size: Head and body, 36 to 63 in (91 to 160 cm); Tail, 13 to 20 in (33 to 51 cm)
Weight: 40 to 175 lbs (18 to 79 kg)
Group name: Pack
Protection status: Endangered
Size relative to a 6-ft (2-m) man

Wolves are legendary because of their spine-tingling howl, which they use to communicate. A lone wolf howls to attract the attention of his pack, while communal howls may send territorial messages from one pack to another. Some howls are confrontational. Much like barking domestic dogs, wolves may simply begin howling...
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posted by Seastar4374
I walk out of a hol, den questioning wether of not I even diserved to be alive right now. My white vacht, bont blowing in the wind as it picked up speed. All I could think about was wether of not I was even going to make it through another dag without having something of someone attack me. I sit at the opening of the hol, den and I look to my left, then quickly over to my right, Once I know the coast is clear I take my first step out

"I'm alright" I whisper to myself as I continue to walk. I haven't left my hol, den in almost two days now and I was beginning to wonder when I would ever come back out. Apperiently...
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It was about this time that the newspapers were full of the daring escape of a convict from San Quentin prison. He was a ferocious man. He had been ill-made in the making. He had not been born right, and he had not been helped any door the moulding he had received at the hands of society. The hands of society are harsh, and this man was a striking sample of its handiwork. He was a beast - a human beast, it is true, but nevertheless so terrible a beast that he can best be characterised as carnivorous.

In San Quentin prison he had proved incorrigible. Punishment failed to break...
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