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MOLE
Mole walked off, someone stuck in her mind.
A certain Alpha that was starting to annoy her in a way most people didn't.
She walked to Puddle Pond- her and Allie's favorite small pond- and rinsed off her hands. Storm then went to work on rinsing the yarn she had looted from the man she had killed.
Mole was there for about thirty minutes, just getting the blood off of the baby blue yarn. Once she was finished, she stood up and almost fell over.
I hate standing up too fast... She thought. If she had a wolf, she would have growled.
She sat up, I wonder when Alpha Owlfang will be 18... or is he? Or...
No, he can't be! He has no ears or tail...
Does he already have a mate, or a love intrest or... or....?
Or am I just crazy...?
SHUT-IT, STUPID BRAIN OF MINE!
HE DOESN'T NEED YOU, YOU DON'T NEED HIM!
She rubbed her temples, annoyed at the Alpha for no real reason.
She sighed and jumped to her feet, heading deeper into the forest towards her den.
She approached the stone and shoved it, revealing a tunnel. She slid into her burrow-like den and felt the walls. The dark tunnels were bright to her, and anyway, light was hard to see.
She felt towards her room. Sometimes she simply felt like a mole (her name, ironic much.) or a bat, the way she was able to feel the area she was in.
She hopped into her room, and did a twirl towards her soft, large bed. She flopped down and squiggled under the covers, drifting asleep.
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LEIF
Leif fidgeted with his hands, nervous. The next day, he wouldn't wake up at all, because...
It was his 18th birthday.
And he wasn't happy.
He was scared.
Hmm...
Is that rogue 18 yet?
Or is she mated?
He shook his head, Nah. Calm down, you're Alpha, just chill.
"Yo, dude, ya good?" Zane shook Leif, "Earth to Leif! EEEARTH TOOOOO LEEEEIF!"
"Yea yea yeah, I'm heere!" Leif perked. "I'm fine totally fine not nervous!"
"He's nervous." Ezra translated. "Very nervous."
"No I am not!" Leif said, crossing his arms. "Am not!"
"Are too." Ezra said with a smirk.
"Am not."
"Are too."
"Am not!"
"Are tooo!"
"AM NOT!"
"ARE TOOO!"
The two boys sat there, staring at eachother in silence.
"So uhm... are either of you all gonna talk or....?" Zane mumbled awkwardly. The Gamma didn't like fights or awkward silence.
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The Unworthy Ones
Werewolf(Previously "Rogues Aren't Lunas") ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~🌑~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ Mole isn't normal. At least, not completely. First off, she's a rogue going blind and to be frank, she hates it. Second off, she may or may not be falling for the thrivi...
