ravenblazed
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It was the year 2020 and the world had evolved they had stopped the fighting using pit pulls, and used a new breed of wolves that the government had been secretly working on since 2010 isn't that nice to know that's where all the taxes had gone.
It was still a cruel underground world of fighting since the men who were fighting these animals were money hungry bitches,and selfish at that at any given time they could have removed their wolf from the situation; they chose not too. Just like dog fighting ten years ago many of the wolves were left to die. Only the alpha's survived bred and then their off springs soled into slavery or other fighters. There were two type of wolves the fighters and then the breeders. The females never fought they were the breeders. They were the ones who were force to keep popping out their kin.
Sincere about her vowel she made when she was just a young woman of nineteen now she was twenty three. She was still at home,but she hated it her father was a breed/fight handler he would make his wolf man train on the tread mill for hours there been times when she walked down four hours later, and seen the pour thing panting ready to pass out.
Her father had two wolves, but the other he had was older around 400 yrs and the max life span was around 700 after the male hit 350 he was going to be put down, but Star talked her father into keeping him around as a house slave. Star loved all creatures she hated what her father did, and there would be times were they argued about it.
It was mid morning,and she heard a noise down in the basement or training room as her father called it. Getting up she stretched and blinked her hazel eyes as she put her feet on the cold floor. She had on her black and pink lace night gown that was shear. Her shoulder length blond hair got put up in a pony tail as she went down to the basement.
Looking around the house before she entered it was quiet her father was no where around,but the noises from the basement is what made her go in there. Seeing one of her fathers guards whipping the poor wolf on the treadmill. "What are you doing to this poor wolf?" she yelled as she stopped the guard from swatting him again.
The blood pouring out of his white,and black gray fur "Your father wants him to train" she looked at him "Train? he has been training all night you ass" she looked at the guard and turned the tread mill off grabbing the wolfs chain "Tell my father I have him in my room so he can rest" as she walked with the wolf she mumbled under her breath as she walked out of the basement "what a douche can you believe him?" she shook her head in an uproar.
Finally getting to her room she laid the wolf on her bed, and took off the chain as she got a wash cloth and started treating his wounds " are you okay?" she ask in a soft voice.
It was still a cruel underground world of fighting since the men who were fighting these animals were money hungry bitches,and selfish at that at any given time they could have removed their wolf from the situation; they chose not too. Just like dog fighting ten years ago many of the wolves were left to die. Only the alpha's survived bred and then their off springs soled into slavery or other fighters. There were two type of wolves the fighters and then the breeders. The females never fought they were the breeders. They were the ones who were force to keep popping out their kin.
Sincere about her vowel she made when she was just a young woman of nineteen now she was twenty three. She was still at home,but she hated it her father was a breed/fight handler he would make his wolf man train on the tread mill for hours there been times when she walked down four hours later, and seen the pour thing panting ready to pass out.
Her father had two wolves, but the other he had was older around 400 yrs and the max life span was around 700 after the male hit 350 he was going to be put down, but Star talked her father into keeping him around as a house slave. Star loved all creatures she hated what her father did, and there would be times were they argued about it.
It was mid morning,and she heard a noise down in the basement or training room as her father called it. Getting up she stretched and blinked her hazel eyes as she put her feet on the cold floor. She had on her black and pink lace night gown that was shear. Her shoulder length blond hair got put up in a pony tail as she went down to the basement.
Looking around the house before she entered it was quiet her father was no where around,but the noises from the basement is what made her go in there. Seeing one of her fathers guards whipping the poor wolf on the treadmill. "What are you doing to this poor wolf?" she yelled as she stopped the guard from swatting him again.
The blood pouring out of his white,and black gray fur "Your father wants him to train" she looked at him "Train? he has been training all night you ass" she looked at the guard and turned the tread mill off grabbing the wolfs chain "Tell my father I have him in my room so he can rest" as she walked with the wolf she mumbled under her breath as she walked out of the basement "what a douche can you believe him?" she shook her head in an uproar.
Finally getting to her room she laid the wolf on her bed, and took off the chain as she got a wash cloth and started treating his wounds " are you okay?" she ask in a soft voice.
