Watch the pack of wolves dance around the fire as the chilly white snow covers their heads and freezes their clothes to their bodies despite the heat of the fire. All but one are willing to join that dance as the outcast watches with crystalline brown eyes from the darkness wishing he were like them and wishing he was able to be with them, but no he is an outcast set to be a lone wolf, forever to long for the warmth of a mate and the company of a friend in his journeys. In the beginning his blade was covered in the blood of his enemies and in the end his blade will be his death slashed through his throat, blending in with the blood of his prey.

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