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 Grey lobo and yearling son
Grey wolf and yearling son
Gasping for breath, the grey lobo raced through the trees.
His mate ran alongside him with a tiny pup dangling from her jaws and her yearling son on her heels.
Their pursuiters crashed through the underbrush behind them, gaining ground with each step.
“Keep going!” he barked to his small pack.
Without warning, two lobos stood before them, teeth bared.
As they came to a sudden stop, half a dozen lobos emerged from the forest.
They were quickly surrounded on all sides.
“What do you want from us?” the grey lobo growled, pele, peles rising along his back.
Beside him, his mate laid her ears back...
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posted by Mistypaw
The fresh scent of raposa ran up her nose, and the she-wolf lifted her feeble head. It was almost her time to give birth to her first litter of pups. Suddenly, the bushy pele, peles of the raposa was visible. The she-wolf growled, and the raposa ran.
"Oh, thank Deo!" She cried aloud, the raposa wouldn't be trouble. Snow was gently falling outside of the den. As she lay in wait, her first twinge in her belly made the she-wolf yelp, surprised.
The birth was long and horrible. She knew Deo was punishing her for mating outside of her pack. The she-wolf's sides were heaving up and down, pain gripped her belly....
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posted by Sora2797
 I amor this picture.
I love this picture.
Now, I think we all agree on this. I think hunting lobos should b illegal. Now mostly I'm composição literária this artigo to hear I mean read your opinion on the matter. I've been trying to start a petition to band hunting wolves. Now, what I'm wondering, if I met you, would you sign it?

I'm sickened por people hunting wolves. My dad keeps saying they should be exterminated. Every time he say that he ends up on his back with my foot on his head. I really hate my dad doesn't support my amor for wolves.

Sorry, got in to my personal live for a segundo there. But But, anyways what do you think on the matter? Why do you think this please tell me.
posted by Dudespie
The wolf. When most people think of a wolf, they think of a big, bad, snarling creature. lobos aren't like that at all. They are just as afraid of you as you are to them. lobos are social animals, but humans have driven them away por ruining their habitat, and destroying their packs. lobos still roam the Earth, but are very rare in numbers. Many lobos live in Idaho or Canada, and even Yellowstone National Park, Wyoming. The lobo is a stereotype. Take Little Red Riding capuz, capa for example. In this story, the lobo is the evil one. No lobos would dress up as a grandma (duh!) And lobos certainly...
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posted by hannah_vampire
It is sick how people kill animais and only for a sport or to sell their pelt.

It is also sick how people can hurt them and trap them because They are beautiful animals, I amor them so much and they are like us and we are like them.

I am not in for the whole lets kill lobos and sell their coats and then dump their bodies or hurt them and leave them to die.
It is like if lobos we to come into our house take our lifes and wreck our whole house, I find it so wrong and all those pictures i have seen.

I mean they are: Beautiful,Lovely, Mysterious, Great caring mother and yes thats another thing is that if we kill the aphla female or a female that has wolf-pups they dont have their mother imagie growing up without you're mother even if you have a fill in its not the same.
posted by Okami_Amaterasu
 A Saarlooswolfhond
A Saarlooswolfhond
A wolf-dog hybrid (also called a lobo hybrid or wolfdog) is a canid hybrid resulting from the mating of a lobo (Canis lupus lupus) and a dog (Canis lupus familiaris). The term "wolfdog" is preferred por most wolfdog proponents and breeders since the domestic dog was recently taxonomically recategorized as a subspecies of wolf. Professional organizations such as the American Veterinary Medical Association and government agencies such as the United States Department of Agriculture refer to the animais as wolf-dog hybrids. Rescue organizations consider any animal with lobo heritage within the last...
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posted by DarkWolf14
The Dark lobo Cry Part 1
It was snowing i always hate snow i get lost from the others of the Pack but they don’t care about it me. Since mother die father become the Alpha and forget about me and the others ignore me cause I’am different iam dark the only one who haves dark pele, peles in the pack its me and the rest of the pack have withe pele, peles and I the only one of them with dark black pele, peles and the worst is my yellow eyes they are shining mom says she like them but I hate I look like a monster.
The snow its getting harder iam tired its just better I lay down here and fade in the snow

What this...
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posted by ChrisMisMINE
Here's a little part of something i'm writing, its not about wolves, but a character in the book is in amor with them. This is her saying why she loves them:

I have always been fascinated por lobos ever since I could remember. The way they disguise themselves in the trees, their wonderful yielding pele, peles and the way I get lost in those deep yellow liquid eyes. Their pele, peles calls me, and I just want to stroke my hands through it. I could just let my hands rest in their pele, peles forever. Their eerie howl is like a melody to my ears. To others it may sound like ghosts wailing, but to me it sounds like a sonata. A lonely, sad call sent out into the darkness hoping to fall upon the ears of others who share the night's isolation.
posted by YugiohFanatic1
My name is Hana and i'm a 15 ano old black wolf. Then that evening,i see a pack of wild wolves. I lift my head and I wach them run by. As soon as they go por i get up and i start running towards them. I run as fast as I can to catch up with them. I yell at them to wait for me. The leader looks at me and he slows down. When i finally reach them he asks me wut my name is. He says his name is Weed. I tell him my name and I am accepted into the pack. We run and run and run for days. On the way there,we face many challenges. From members of the pack getting sick or injured to other packs challengeing...
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posted by AerinDeer28
Here's something I want to share with you:

The eyesight of lobos is not fully understood, thought it is probably similar to that of domesticated dogs. Compared with humans, lobos have three to four times the density of light-sensing rods in their retinas, which gives them keener night vision. Yet because they lack a fovea (the tiny pit on the retina) they cannot match a human's ability to focus on objects at a long distance.

The eerie, harmonic chorus howl so engrained in our collective unconscious is used both defensively and to rally the pack. Chorus howling also brings the lobos enjoyment, thought pack politics dictate that low-ranking lobos not to cadastrar-se in uninvited.

posted by emowolf123
Thunder led me out of his office with an arm around my shoulder. My tattos started hurting again, so I rubbed them.

"What's wrong?" Jenny came up to me.

"Uh, I just had an itch," I said, putting my arms down to my side. Thunder took them though and rubbed my little bird tattos with his thumb.

"When did you get this?" He asked.

"Like last night," I said, taking my arms back.

"What does your lobo look like?" I sighed. I really don't want to Change, but I guess I have to. So I let my mind and body "go wolf". Scarlett, Jenny, and Thunder gasped. Hugo's already seen me as a wolf, so this is nothing...
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posted by JackLuver14
I woke up one morning in my den,the sun was shining in and blinding my eyes. I decided to get up and walk outside,and when I did,there was a bleeding lobo on the ground a few trees away. I hurried over there and looked the lobo over,trying to see what happened. Because the wolf's eyes were closed,I nudged the fallen lobo in the neck. His eyes opened slowly,and when he saw me,his eyes grew wide and he figeted to get up;he whimpered. "A-are you okay?" The unknown lobo didn't respond and a backed away and sat down. I figured that he was nervous that a stranger was staring at him. I tried again,...
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posted by ShadowHunter28
Chapter 3
The new Begining

Kerouh and his pack have been traveling for a few hours and it was close to dusk, he was just about to stop and rest when he saw a human den. His ears perked up and he let out a fearless snarl. He called his mother, she quickly saw the worry upon his face, she nervously walked towards him " look... a human den, I'm going to check things out and when I return we will carry on" he said and paded away silently.

Once Kerouh reached the antro, den he stop swiftly and sniffed around to make sure it was safe. Then walked slowly around the den, when suddenly he let out a loud yelp...
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 Thunder and Shadow
Thunder and Shadow
Thunder's pack
Alpha: Thunder- Male gray lobo with yellow eyes
Male beta: Stone- Male gray lobo with yellow eyes
Female beta: Lightning- Female white lobo with blue eyes
Male Delta: Storm- Male gray lobo with blue eyes
Female Delta: Crystal- Female white lobo with green eyes
Sentinels: Moonlight- Female white lobo with brown eyes
Sparkle- Female gray lobo with green eyes
Marble- Female white lobo with red eyes
Pebble- Male gray lobo with green eyes
Fog- Male gray lobo with red eyes
Elders: Twinkle- Female gray lobo with green eyes
Snow- Female white lobo with blue eyes
Cloud- Male white lobo with...
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posted by StarWarrior
    “I’ve got it!” Shade squeaked.
    “Hurry!” esmeralda barked, trying to keep up with him.
    “Corner it there, quick!” Kitmira barked.
    Shade turned the rabbit toward the thick thorn bushes. It was getting tired. Shade pounced; he landed perfectly on its back.
    “Bite it!” Neko commanded.
    Emerald lunged progressivo, para a frente and sunk her teeth into its neck.
    “Good catch!” Mamma called.
    “Did we hunt...
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posted by demon_wolf
Muscles tightened. Claws raked over furred skin. Teeth bit into shoulders, legs, and throats. It was a battle. A battle for survival.

Survival of the fittest.
Young vs old.

Blood covered the ground under their pads. Each had their heads hung low to the ground. Eyes pinned to eachother. The older stood ready for his young opponent to make his attack. Instead the young one threw back his ears against his blood spattered head, and let out a ferocious snarl before bending its head down to lick at a wound on its fore front left leg. He took his eyes off his older opponent.

The old lobo knew from many...
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Do you think its right for lobos to be hunted down for such foolish reasons? I mean sure if a lobo does attack you and you have to kill it, okay, i can understand that. But most hunters like to kill lobos for their beautiful fur, as trophies,and for other various reasons.

I TOTTALY disagree with the whole reason of hunting down poor animais like wolves! lobos are like a 'belief' to me and i know to other people. They are suck graceful, caring, loving, feirce, vicious, and beautiful creatues. They have NO right to be killed. If They over populate in one part of our coutry; let them live,...
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posted by Cathy121
It was a sunny morning in a large forest the morning dew was starting to dry off the green grama and animais were starting to wake are story begins in a small cave. Inside the cave were four lobos a dark grey male lobo with blue eyes and a light grey female lobo with red eyes seguinte to them was a small dark grey pup with blue eyes and a larger pup with light grey pele, peles and red eyes. Both pups were male the light grey pup was named Lechu and his smaller brother was named lachu. The mother lobo looked at the cachorro, filhote de cachorro with her warm kind eyes "they are beautiful" the mother said with a smile as bright as the afternoon sun 'I agree Tina" the father said with pride in his eyes which were colored like the near por lake. Tina looked at her mate and said " Jake I think they will make us proud" Jake smiled and replied "I don't think, I know they will".
posted by emowolf123
I woke up on still on the floor and a burning sensation on my wrists. I looked down at them to see a bird on each. Great, now when Angela sees this she's going to freak out. I slowly pushed myself up. I looked into the mirror to see a very ugly person that looked a lot like me staring back.

"Shower time," I sang to myself. I quickly turned on my chuveiro and took off my clothes. I wanted to get to the forest to find Sky. I washed my hair, making sure it's soft. I jumped out and dried myself off. I put on skinny jeans and a Blood on the Dance Floor camisa on. I ran outside, ignoreing the bacon...
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posted by PrinceRhaegar
I watched the pack walk away with that traitor Garret.I finally started to feel some of the angry that I had missied during my conversation. I sighed.
"They should have known they could not just leave."
Those that were still loyle to me stood stiffly waiting to see what I would do.
"Go back to the den, all of you those others should be along shortly,"I ordered,"along with Garret I would think."
They looked at me, but did as I ordered.
"Blake," I barked,"come out of those shadows to where I can see you."
A tall, black, lobo stood and padded forward.
His pele, peles was pitch black and I knew that at...
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