The Tomes Of Malderon

The prince looked to see who was talking to him, he was surprised to see a worgen standing there, "did, did you just talk?" "yes, i would like to know if there is anything i can do to help."

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Let's Get Down to Business

Not losing momentum, miyuki continued her relentless assault, leaving no room for the worgen to strike back.

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Highly sought insight

I thought you were content mixing those terrible drinks for those worgen recently turned at the damned tree."

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Dearest Elise

**series title:** _vulpinicity_ **story title:** _dearest elise_ **story theme:** love, past, fantasy **story audience:** general **summary:** rik and alpha look through the worgen's grandfather's letters to his fiancée.

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The exceptionally long night of Judaus Kellton

The same vision he had when he succumbed to the worgen curse. he glanced at his hands to see that he now assumed his worgen shape. "though, there is one puzzle about death that i do not need to tell you of..." "don't you dare." judaus snarled.

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mis furonas

Conejo-liebre barquero collie labrador negro perro submarinista grupo 7 dragon europeo aviador triceratops tankista tinanosaurio rex barquero velociraptor submarinista grupo 8 tauren charr pandaren worgen

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The Tomes Of Malderon

Standing beside him, using the same daggers from the rooftop battle with the alpha, was a worgen, staring back at him, furious, and hungry for fresh meat.

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The Birthday Blues

"i'll be up in a minute with the drink," he told the worgen as he trudged back up the stairs. there was a grunt in reply before he heard the bedroom door click shut. so, it seemed the party was now out of bounds.

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DreamLand Part 2

Five hours later kren's room is lit only by a soft glow of his computer screen as his worgen warrior charges through arathi basin destroying anything put into his path.

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Hunting

And somewhere between them, still unsure what to do, or how to control myself enough to do so, i turn, looking for the source, my breath catching in my throat at the large, powerful figure of the worgen, his large, furred hands waving a series of strange gestures

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A Summertime Sonata

When i finally do look down, i see a baby worgen staring back at me with a wagging tail. i really envy them for being able to do that stuff; all my tail is good for is backup energy.

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