http://werewolf-the-return.com/wordpress/?p=68 The Sleeping Lion has awoken... Mon, 18 Aug 2014 15:15:48 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.6 http://werewolf-the-return.com/wordpress/?p=68#comment-10 Colin Gunning Tue, 04 Mar 2014 07:15:57 +0000 http://werewolf-the-return.com/wordpress/?p=68#comment-10 Smoke Paw stood and watched as the pack walked away knowing that it was only a matter of time before the other banes came for him. He remembered the bane forcing itself into him, physically leaving a portion of it within him. He also remembered the others that followed. Smoke Paw had kept this information from the pack because he feared that they would be too much for them to handle. They were young and he was not about to be the cause of their deaths, besides, they trusted him. He paced the cave as they left his sight and prepared for the coming battle that would surely end his miserable existence. His life had been good and this deed would ensure that his death would be as his life was.
A rumbling within the cavern walls knocked him off his feet.
“Where are they?” an eerie voice called from no certain direction.
SmokePaw attempted to change but knew it was impossible. He smiled to himself as he began thinking of his past deeds.
“Where are they?” the voice boomed even louder. Then a shadow from the wall begun to take shape not far from where he stood.
He clenched his fist and then his smile grew larger as he stared at the bane taking form before him,” I am Smoke Paw of the Fianna tribe. As a Fianna I have a duty to protect my brothers and sisters from the likes of you. You have deceived me once but I will be damned if I let you do it again.”
The creature’s mangled form shivered as it looked upon the deranged creation that it had created. The thing known as Smoke Paw was going to attack soon and have to be put down like all of Gaia’s warriors had to be, it thought to itself. Seconds later, Smoke Paw charged the bane and his smile never left his face, even after his death.

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