The Wolf watches. He is vigilant in His
guard; an ever-present shadow even in the darkest of nights. His mere
presence causes the air to tremble. The stars themselves are cautious
of His ire, and even the moon dares not answer when He calls. Yet in
her wake and through her slumber she knows no fear. For every moment
He draws breath she is protected well and true, in the Company of the
Stalking Wolf. -
(c) 2012 ~ sierra sugar
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