Raven - The runaway wolf
Every now and then we’d hear a hungry growl in the distance as hungry rogues would contemplate picking one of us to eat, but we’d let them know their attempts would be futile as we’d let out our own growls in return, warning them to stay away.
We finally made it to Lundberg in the dead of night, their wall looked a lot more intimidating in the dark than it did when I last saw it. I banged my fist on the gate, as everyone else kept their focus on the forest around us. “Who’s there?”. A gruff voice spoke out.
“It’s Raven Hansley, I come from Whitlock, and I am a friend of your alpha”. I called back.
“One moment”. The man replied, and we waited in silence, listening to the hoots of an owl and t
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