The Imperial Wolf
Angie asks.
“My mother's name was Rainwater,” I answer.
“Shit, I bet I know why your dad was cast out then. There is only one reason an imperial is ever cast out of their pack, but we can discuss that later. Let’s run, babe,” Angie says.
I am very clumsy at first. It takes a minute to get my paws to go the way I want, but I am running alongside the rest of the misfits after a few minutes. We run through the woods. The wind in my fur is an incredible feeling. We run to the creek and stop. The creek is beautiful in the moonlight. I look down at my reflection in the stream. My deep blue eyes shine brightly against my solid white fur. I look beautiful. Angie runs up to meet me beside the creek.
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