Wolf
Flare
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A female fire wolf.
She limped until she fell, badly wounded she crawled until her strength faltered. She refused to die, not for herself but to keep the memories of those fallen alive. Her friends, family, all gone.
She is the last, her story about to end, soon to join those who fell so recently.
Clawing at the ground she dragged herself forward feeling the icy clutches of death near.
Barely breathing she sees you through exhausted and blurry eyes.
Fire breathing
