The 94 Unfinished Works of Nameless Wolf - A Compendium
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One night.... (The unoficial continuation)
That and other tid-bits of random fact were floating around in my brain as i mercilessly stalked the still nameless wolf.
One night.... (The unoficial continuation) pt2
Soon after turning my head however, the nameless wolf scurried away from my prying eyes.
Chapter 4D - Out of the Fire and into the Smoke
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Breaking The Monotony
"hello again, nameless wolf" i say stating that i don't know his name. "oh sorry, my name's caine" his voice as mesmerizing as it was originally.
The Furry Dead Chapter XX - The Battle of Amarthane
The nameless wolf reached out toward her, trying to call her to him so he could do something for one little girl, save one lost soul from the hell he'd unleashed here.
Beta Decay: Sex and Power (part 4)
I lit my cigarette as the nameless wolf followed me to the porch. the mint feeling as the menthol hit my lungs gave me a warm feeling. the deep desperate hit i took gave my patience a boost.
Beta Decay: introduction-- Reaction
The game finishes before too long; it seems as if the jock-y, nameless wolf is good at beer pong, i bet he likes shots. three shots of tequila from my flask should do it if i mix the rest of my x in it. i don't need it. i'll need my wits about me.
Wolf Springs High School
I couldn't help but give a giggle at that, to which the nameless wolf seemed pleased to have humored me. "wait, i still don't know you're name." i turned and asked."like i said, its whatever you want it to be." "ugh..." i grunted. "ugh?
From Hell
The nameless wolf nodded and pulled a few bucks out of his pocket. i counted them, 30, right. "where?" i asked. "in my car, right there", said the wolf. he pointed to the parking lot and he walked over. i followed. "what's your name, guy?"
After Impact
Crisp whimpered, recalling the nameless wolf who'd forced him to wear the green shoes in exchange for the black ones. "and you let him!" the shoes tugged on his footpaws, making the wolf almost slip to his butt. "i...i..."
The House on Lonesome Hill
It was the nameless wolf.