So this is going to be a drabble short story. This means it will be a short story told to you in a series of drabbles. Meaning you'll have to wait for a couple weeks to get the full story. But hopefully you'll live. Here you go enjoy the first part:
The wolf pawed the ground of the clearing, his head lowered and quietly baying. Unsure of what lurked in the bushes across from him. All he knew was what ever was there was bigger than he was and what ever it was could easily be taken by the pack if they were all there. Unfortunate for him though they weren’t.
There was a certain blood-lust too, or was it a blood-lust? All he knew was while he knew what was in the bush could kill him. He wanted it to come out and come after him. This could be fun.
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