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[This first part between Curtis and Wolfiey is in hell]

Wolfiey: aww...Curtis toi finnally decide to take my invetation to become a member of my hell pack'

Curtis: No i didn't i was killed par theses people who came and knocked me and my mate out and executed us and i want revenge'

Wolfiey: well then go ahead i grant toi access to the mortal world of the anubian Pack'

There was a bright flash and curtis woke laying on the ground three loups looking at him so he got up brushed off and went to find the guy who killed him

Calvin: Ha i so did awsome killing Curtis i think it was great' suddenly he...

One summer the renard heard that Ankakumikaityn the nomad loup was courting his neighbor, the elder she-dog. So the wily renard made himself an outfit of wolf's clothing: a grey fourrure cloak, boots and cap. Then, when the she-dog's brothers were away and she was at accueil with her younger sister, he called upon her.

"I have two herds of fat reindeer," a dit the renard to the elder sister, as he sipped the bilberry thé she offered him. "I have come to seek your hand."

Thinking that this was, indeed, Ankakumikaityn the nomad wolf, the she-dog treated him to reindeer meat, hot mare's-blood sausages, raw walrus...

Before I begin this story, toi should know who Aniu is. Her full name is Aniu Durango Kamots, she is a pure white loup with black tipped ears and yellow eyes. she has big paws and has long soft fur.

Running at haut, retour au début speed, leaving blurred tracks behind her, a white loup seems to fly across a snow covered plain. She's been running for hours, looking for the right place. Looking for a pack. She had seen a couple, but the leaders gave her no sign of wanting her. She came to a forested spot par a lake and stops to take a drink. She is alone. Her pack had been killed par men and the deadly disease rabies...

"Often the world around us feels dark and alone, and our hearts cry out for peace, love, stillness, and joy. Yet we forget that we are always surrounded par light and warmth and it is already ours. We just have to reach out for it."
I a dit as I looked out among my gathered pack.
"The men fear us and our beasts because they do not understand the beast inside themselves. The savage part of them that they deny. The part that is plus like us. They cannot stand it, so they reject us and themselves. They hurt us and hunt us out of fear that is all."
As he a dit this, a loup ,old in the pack, approached...