Storms POV I was running through the forest at break neck speed. The trees were a blur as I jumped and dodged their roots that jutted out of the ground. The wind was whipping through my fur, the ground shifting beneath my paws. My wolf Rain and I were panting as we tired out. But we didn’t want to stop oh we loved to run. When we ran the world ran with us. The sun was beating down, fueling us with its rays. Coming upon a stream we decided to rest and bask in its warmth. Curling up in a near by meadow we rolled around and then found a comfortable position. It was days like this we wished to go undisturbed. But we knew it would come to an end shortly. Mom and dad never let us stay out too long, especially not in wolf form. Hi I am Storm and my wolfs name is Rain. Why the name Storm? When I was born I came out with a full head of hair that was so light it was practically white I had one grey eye and one black colored eye. I was marked by the moon Goddess herself with a crescent moon
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