The Lone Wolf

The Lone Wolf
The Lone Wolf is a story of Skull, a wolf with some serious mental issues and an attitude, this is her dark past, before she joined The Divine Nation.
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=== Prolouge ===
The tiny pup opened her eyes. She scrambled to her paws with an innocent yip, then jumped back in surprise. A burning heat was ravaging her home, flames engulfing everything she had ever known. Her parent's shadows danced on the flames as they leaped over the wall of heat. "Mom! Dad! Hello?!" Her mother's diminutive frame lashed her elongated scathers across the monumental he wolf's face. "We're NOT going back," She snarled. "But-" the masculine Canis Lupus objected. "How could you abandon Creek?!"
Creek howled, backing away from the flames. "Please, save me!"
Her mother continued to flee the blaze, reaching a steep cliff. Her father looked back at her once more, a guilty look in his eyes. Creek looked on in horror as her parents scrambled up the incline. She decided to take matters into own paws, pelting away from the inferno. She reached a shady forest clearing and slipped into unconsciousness.
She woke, immediately recalling what had happened. She snarled, vowing she would get her revenge on the wolves who had left her to die, they would rue the day they betrayed her. She chanted repeatedly, obsessively.
She knew this to be true, she was a god, invincible! She tried diplomacy only when she had no interest in fighting, though she never feared failure. She finally decided to exact revenge, hunting down her parents. She scented them, and tracked them to their den, seeing their sleeping frames.
She stalked towards them, her insurmountable frame looming over her father's sleeping bodice. She raised a mitt, raking her articulately trimmed claws across his face. He woke with a start.
"Creek? Is that you?"
She nefariously chortled, her fur rippling with each gloriously demonic vocalization of insanity. "Creek? I am more than that, inferior one. I am Skull, herald of your doom." Her father's eyes widened, gaining a terrified sheen.
She sunk her sanguine stained ivories into his throat, twisting abruptly. As she watched his body go limp, her mother snapped alert. "Creek? What have you done?!" She cried, clearly distraught. She snarled at her mother, skyrocketing onto the diminutive shewolf. She wrenched her head backwards, her mother's cries immediately ceasing. Skull rose her head, howling.
"They were impure, I am superior, they have been set free."
=== Chapter 1 ===
The wind blew through the dense undergrowth, rustling the pitch-black pelage of Skull. She shook her cranium briskly, clearly annoyed by this disturbance. "I just groomed, why now?" She grumbled, half snarling. Sighing, she rose to her paws, and let out a yawn.
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