Gray lobo

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...

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...

"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 por light and warmth and it is already ours. We just have to reach out for it."

I said 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 mais 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 said this, a lobo ,old in the pack, approached...