The Wolf Tale Came True
She was calm, collected, majestic and silent as the pups approached her.
Secretly howling her truth but only mystically, in the ethereals,
where other packs could not hear or sense her presence
Faerie-land majesties had cautioned her to not reveal her
alpha sky powers, unless she wanted to share them with her
fellow earth wolves.
She studied the young pups poised before her.
There was a magical thread of desire linking them.
You may mate for life, she said.
As she agreed to the pact, the couple saw purple and
lavender jeweled wings and a jeweled mask for a brief
second.
They gratefully gave a couple of happy yips, and turned
to leave, knowing they would never be the same
having met the prophecy’s she wolf, pure white.
as told in the ancient myths.
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