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Darker then light

Indian

Dust
Joined
Apr 17, 2012
Dark, cold, silent, the pail light of the moon made the winter snow carpet look like millions of diamonds. This was the perfect night for it.
Master was clear, "Make her suffer, no mercy!". No one of them would dear to protest, master’s wishes where law.
Running through the woods, Seth, the oldest one of the pack picked up her sent. She was not far now and she was hearting.
Steam was coming out of their noses caused by the icy cold air, while they where hunting for their pray.
She could not have run very far and she must be very cold, not really being dressed for a night run in the cold dark woods.

Running out of fear; the girl struggled through bushes which made her scar over her entire body, but she had to keep running, they would catch her if she did stop. even for a second to catch her breath.
 
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