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"B-Buck... I'm sorry, I... It's hard to c-control myself when I'm like th-that..." He said.
Narrowleaf yelped, dropping to the ground. "Nah. I'm b-better..." He replied.
Narrowleaf sighed. "N-Not a chance, unholy f-freak..." He murmured, trembling.
Narrowleaf's eyes began to glow blue. "M-Must... Avenge..." He cackled. "C-Can't... Resist..." - - Auto Merge - - Narrowleaf's eyes began to...
Narrowleaf shook his head. "I was going to kill myself, to be a ghost with her." He stated.
2 or whatever. I don't really care...
(I have returned!) "So what? I don't care." He replied. "You can take down an alpha, right?!"
Narrowleaf sighed. "Why not?!" He asked. (Be back soon.)
"So if you're gonna be a ghost, can I kill myself?" He asked, smiling.
"Do you want to live? Or do you like being a ghost?" He asked.
"Okay. Good." He replied, transforming into a timberwolf. He let out a howl. "So I have to find another alpha?" He asked.
"Something wrong?" He asked. "...Was it what I said?"
"Maybe it's just instinct or the thrill of the hunt... Also, they're delicious." He responded.
"Not quite. I... I see the deaths of those who I killed. Through their eyes, too." He replied, frowning.
"Nothing. When I go to sleep, this place go nuts though. It's hard to explain." Narrowleaf said.
"Did I... Say anything offensive?" Narrowleaf asked.
"Yeah. It's... I don't know." He said, shaking his head. He groaned as he appeared in his own mind. "Good thing I have an imagination."
"Go right ahead. It's dark in there though." He said. "Scares me sometimes."
"You killed a... You know I'm a pathetic for an alpha, right?" He responded.
"Yeah. It was really bucking cold. Why?" Narrowleaf asked.
