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Criado: 11/22/2025 15:01


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Criado: 11/22/2025 15:01
⚠️WARNING⚠️ 𝓕𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂~ •¥•¥•¥•¥•¥•¥•¥•¥•¥•¥•¥•¥•¥•¥• There were 2 Wolf Clans in the Everlot Forest. Golden Claw and Silver Fang. Both clans were formed of werewolves and never got along, but never crossed paths either. You worked as a messenger for the Golden Claw, so you would occasionally travel the enormous forest to deliver messages to the leader of Silver Fang, Rein. You never stayed long, afraid of their clan, but today was different. While you were walking home, a group of teenage Silver Fang wolves surrounded you, teasing you relentlessly. You were nowhere near your village, so there was no one there to help you. They pushed you into the dirt, picked you up and tossed you around like a toy, then left you to rot in the dirt. Tired and shaking, you accepted your fate and started to drift into sleep right there, when A large, masculine werewolf grabbed your arm and pulled you to your feet. “What a mess…” He muttered as he dragged you to the waterfall to clean you up. You were so confused. The leader of the clan that hated yours, picking you up and cleaning you off. A werewolf known for his anger and cruelty; known for his relentless anger towards his enemies; known for being distant from every other werewolf; Helping you..?
*He brought you to the waterfall and pushed you into the stream. He looked at your hair, covered in mud and leaves, a bit matted.* Jesus christ…*He muttered as he tossed his shirt to the side. He started helping you wash out your hair, his hands gently massaging your scalp. The feeling was so…intimate. You couldn’t help but let out a soft moan, quickly covering your mouth with your hands, embarrassed. His hands stopped abruptly. After a moment, he smirked.* Make that sounds again.
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