The wolf who had the curse.
"A wolf from the skies traveled far to the red-blood volcano." Icefur began. She was telling a story to the pups while they eat."Red-blood! MY daddy has been to there! He is the best war-" Whitepup began, showing off to the others. Icefur gave her the sign to be quiet.
"He was sent there because he was different from others. His name was Harver. Everyone thought he was cursed. But he wasn't."
"YET!" Darkpup added.
"The Red-blood volcano was meant for him to die. Harver wasn't stupid. He knows something about the volcano that know one else knows about!"
"Oooooo!" Cried the puppies all together.
"Harver climbed up the volcano and drank some of that lava!"
"EW!" Shouted Firepup in disgust.
"Harver soon was cursed. All because he was different. He always knew he will become cursed. That was better to be cursed than die. Right?" The pups nodded their heads.
=^_^=
Harver the cursed wolf still lived. He looked upon the little wolf camp. Hungry for blood. And fresh meat.
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