Hay people! Wot up! I think I like this site more than fanfic!
Age: None of your bezwax!
Likes: wolves (I live with them!) my dog, writing, reading, fit dudes (I know it sounds cheesy but it is true) Hanging out with my friend Ebony, Ice skating, Swimming, Etc...
Dislikes: Eggs, tomatos, rain, flys, Lucy Mattews and Other people, school, hard beds and moaning.
I just luv this poem! (I added the bits on the end!)
A big, black wolf climes a hill in the fading light,
The dwindling sunlight plays on his eyes and face,
As the sun sets he lifts his head to sing,
His music rises up to where the evening stars shine bright,
Away in the forest, the wolf pack picks up their Alpha's song,
Then the black wolf hears an unfamiliar sound,
Suddenly a gunshot sounds out in the night,
Sprawled out on the hill, bleeding, the yellow fire dims in his eyes.
Then the human walks up the hill, his gun held high,
He kneels down next to the fallen Alpha, his heart swelling with pride.
Then he takes the wolf away, an animal he holds but does not love,
Now the night is quiet, and silent, and still,
Then the dead wolf's pack creeps from the trees,
The run to the place where their Alpha was slain,
Then the Alpha-wolf's mate, her belly full of pups, begins a new song,
All the wolves howl, then at last they go away,
The Beta-wolf becomes Alpha and he quickly moves the pack.
Yet soon they are happy again, for six wolf pups are born,
Two wolf pups are brown, and three are gray,
But the sixth pup, who is jet back, is at the center of their play,
He has the same noble look his father had once worn,
Now, years later, a new black alpha stands atop the hill and cries,
The young wolf leader howls long then boldly says;
Please copy and paste this to your profile because wolves are lovely and even if your team edward and you hate wolves because of Jacob... then you are still a cruel person if you don't like this poem.
Sweet or not? It is true that 900 hundred wolves are killed in alaska each week! and more are Continuing to die.
Save the wolf save me because I am one of them. I am a Alpha, i have many wolf friends and each week we always have news of one of my pack killed by hunters. That kill for joy. It is not fair and it is not right. Half the time they end up as door mats and sofa cushions.
Now lets get Reading and Reviewing People!
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