She Cried Wolf (OLD)

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~PLEASE NOTE THAT THIS IS THE OLD VERSION~

It was a wide known fact that many people were jealous of the Royal wolves. They were known for their pristine beauty and strong power. The cause of most jealousy is their powers. It is said that they descend from the very first wolves who served Selene, the Moon Goddess. Because of their loyalty, Selene blessed them with beauty, power, and dominance. No regular pack would ever dare to challenge them for they knew they would never win. It was the night of Principessa Hazel’s third birthday party when the attack happened. The royal family, guests, and even the guards were distracted by the party that they didn’t notice the rouges surrounding the palace and filling the halls. It wasn’t until they filled the ballroom that anyone noticed anything wrong. By that time it was too late and the party turned into a massacre. The only survivor was the head guard and his team who were out in training. Principessa Hazels remains were never found.

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11/9/2020