Soap, from one of my story ideas.
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Thread Topic: Soap, from one of my story ideas.
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He laughed and looked at her. "What is Ms. Scarlet thinking of?"
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She looked back up at him. "What it's like to be a wolf." She said honestly and shrugged.
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He thought for a moment. "Well when someone first changes....it hurts for a bit. But then after that, you feel free."
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"Huh.." Scarlet thought about this and looked back out the window. "Sounds kinda cool." She yawned and rubbe her eyes.
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He sighed lightly. "Sometimes...it's not." He stood up and started to go the door. "I have to...do something."
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"Okay.." Scarlet frowned and sighed. "Olaf, come." She patted the bed and looked towards the door.
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The selector plopped down onto the bed and lied its head down on it's master's lap.
Damien walked down the stairs and sighed lightly. -
Scarlet smiled and petted the selector. She sighed softly and went back to looking out the window.
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The selector purred and nuzzled her hand.
(I need sleep. :P night pimp.) -
Scarlet sighed and closed her eyes. She started to day dream what it would be like to be a wolf.. To be free.
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Damien sighed lightly and he started walking out in the garden. He was wondering why she would think about being a wolf. It's a terrible curse, worse than being a blood sucker.
Maddy walked up to Damien's room and saw Scarlet there. "Hey Scar." She walked over and poked her. The selector sniffed Maddy's hand. -
Scarlet sat up and smiled. "Hey Maddy." She found that she liked the other girl. "You have.." She saw a smudge of marker left on Maddy's face and whipped it away with her thumb. "There. You had a little marker on your face."
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She rolled her eyes. "That imp is the worst familiar to have. But I chose her when I was five. Anyways!" She sat down. "What's up with you? You seem depressed."
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"Huh? Oh I don know. I just wish Damien would tell me what's going on." She frowned and rubbed the back of her neck in irritation.
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"Hm...and what do you mean by that? Why he's so moody? Why he still has a blanket from when he was five in his close..." She blinked. "Anyways."
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