I'm going through and re-editing these.
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Now sit back in shock at my epic-ally bad 1st person writing skills.
●Chapter 1: The White Wolf
"Listen, I like you, so I think I'll get you out of here." A child-like, female voice drifted down the hall.
I felt my ears perk up. Either I was going mad (in which case, it really didn't matter either way) or some one was staging a breakout. The voice whispered something I didn't catch, and then…
"Are we all clear? Good! Now let's get moving!"
No! I hurried forwards and called, "Is some one there?"
A young man's voice; "What was that?"
"Just the spirits. Let's go."
Stupid, self-centered bitch of a little girl's voice! I growled.
"Are you sure?" Now he sounded nervous.
"Of course! You are the first occupant this dungeon has had in-"
I'd had just about enough of this. "WRONG! NOW GET ME OUT OF HERE!"
Link trotted to the next cell over, and stared. The white she-wolf stared back for a minute. Then she shook her golden-tinted ruff and snapped, "Well? Am I real enough to be worth letting out, or you gonna' leave me to rot?"
There was a sigh from his back. "These cells have been empty for decades! And now they're filling up with animals!"
The she-wolf glared. "I resent that comment!"
Link cast the imp a pleading look. She sighed. "Fine, I'll undo the chain. But from there, she's on her own!"
The dirt slid easily from the young she-wolf's coat. "Thank you." If wolves can look sheepish, she did. "Um…I don't really have anywhere to go from here…Mind if we stick together a ways?"
He answered before the imp could. "Sure! I'm Link, this is…"
"Wouldn't you like to know?" the thing on his back snickered. He sighed.
The other wolf straightened slightly.
"Name's Cailin, but my friends call me Cal." She grinned as only a wolf can. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Link."
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