A purpose, or a drift
The sound of rain started to get louder, as the pack laid on the cold hard rock floor, next to their mates, sides touching, sharing each others warmth; all but one wolf did this. The one was called Era, short for Era'kanath. He never had a mate, and...
A flame doesnt always die: Ch.1
''Help! Some body Help!'''' the female fox yelled, In-between choking. The smoke filled her lungs, as the heat burned her eye''s'' She layed there helplessly, hoping some one would come to help... the smoke had lead her tired, and the only made it...