Jack bit the paw hard and left blood gushing out of the other wolf's paw. Jack was proud that he had attacked so well maybe the battle moves father taught me will pay off...
Jack felt his heart hurt at the thought of his father who was killed in battle with the other pack. Jack's fur bristled and his tail was held high. If he were to die, he would die nobally, and not without a fight.
~I do not produce signatures~
Why, you may ask?
Because i am epic like that.
If you do not enjoy my signature
That is entirely your problem
~"Love is always patient and kind. It is never jelous. Love is never boastful or concieted. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and it is not resentful." -1 Cornithians 13:4