I snuggled deeper into the musty blanket, it was so cold. Being a rouge wolf sucked. The places we stayed in, mostly caves, were never warm. I never had warm clean clothes or blankets either. However I could remember a time when I had warm clothes, food, blankets, hell even warm baths. That had been so long ago though. It hurt sometimes to remember those things. Everything felt like yesterday to me sometimes even though I had been considered a rouge wolf for a long time now. A part of me didn't even remember what living in a pack was like anymore, but I had a few memories of it. My favorite of course being around other wolves my age. There were a few children here and there, but we didn't stay with any rouge group for long. I just wanted to stay in the same spot for a couple of years. Was that too much to ask for? I also wanted to go to school like other kids we often saw, but being a rouge and not belonging anywhere made that practically impossible. Of course if I tried to ta
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