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*A small girl sits in the main square of Leumaelin, telling a story to any who would listen

"So you want to hear the story of the two wolves?"

"I know the story, but not where it came from...here goes"

*She Clears her throat and begins

    
    It began with a warrior, Molzgath. An Elf who trained in a fighting style known only as "The Way of The Wolf" A style based on how wolves fight, with tooth and claw. He went across the elven forests until hecame across a wolf pack. Molzgath came into the pack, through defeating the alpha male in a Duel. He went across the lands with his pack of 8, mauling anyone un-lucky enough to cross their path. He did this for many a year, never defeated, never forgotten. One day he became the feircest warrior known to anthos. On that same day, he was transformed, into a large white wolf, larger than any other wolf, with teeth sharper than any other, Then his pack started growing, until it hit 100 members, and people started to call him
"The  White Wolf" 
 
 
  He roamed with his pack for a long time until fate caught up with. Another wolf "The Black Wolf"
,or Sherkahn Showed his face. An even larger wolf than Molzgath and even sharper teeth. With a pack twice as big. The two packs met in the forests of malinor where they clashed, pack to pack. The packs fought bravely as the two wolves clashed on the top of a hill, where they fought for 5 days and nights until  finally it seemed that Molzgath had won. But "The Black Wolf was cunning and only played dead until Molzgath came close, then he reached up and tore Molzgath's throat out with his teeth. He get up and howled a long and angry howl. Then the ranks of his pack charged the white pack. None were spared.They say you can still hear their howls on cold nights with a full moon in the forests...
 
"And so is the tale of Two Wolves."
*She sits and waits for your reaction
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The high elf in white and blues robes which had looked calmly at her as she told of the story, he would shake his head lightly before speaking in his calm voice.

"Mali'i, do you belive in a story where an elf would become a wolf? Even if it a wonderfull child story, please do not take them too literally." He taps once with his wooden staff on the ground. "Maybe a story teller will be a proffession of yours later in life?"

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The Bird Druid frowns.

 

"Well that's...err... quite violent. I wonder why they couldn't have just been at peace with each other and avoided the needless violence... oh well."

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The wayward bard tilts his head from side to side, pondering the story with scrunched lips, almost as if he had eaten a slice of lemon just then. He shrugs and then lifts a gloved hand, shaking it once again from side to side.

 

"I wasn't expecting dazzling poetry from such a small girl. However, that is rather disturbing coming from you, little one. I would suggest one on a lighter note next time, if you sought to entertain..."

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Chirr is reminded of her own days of living with a wolf pack. She nods slowly.

 

"A lovely story. Perhaps it cannot be completely true, but is not all fiction either."

 

She walks away, thinking on what she has heard.

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Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.

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