Hi,
My story will not be updated for a little bit. My health is not doing so well.
Late one night when the moon was full, I met my mate for the first time.
His fur was red with light gold running throughout.
He looked at me with silver eyes. My mind saw, my hart could not hope.
That he, he was the one. MY Mate, My life, My existence.
He could bring me back from the brink.
Make me live again.
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