 
blessed by The Great Spirit, their souls locked and mated forever. Loyal hearts that none could sever.  as they ran wild on the wind free... Soul mates together for many a year, their loyal hearts knew no fear. one day an enemy would show... without heart or even much skill, and her soul mate, man would kill. as their brave hearts tried to run away... running fast, but their bodies tired her mate was killed with one shot fired. his lifeless body lay on the ground... only his soft fur moved as the lonely wind blew by heart and instinct she knew... for her own life, she must run away! So with a pause and one look back she ran on the wind and rejoined the pack. and howls up to the moon's misty light... the soulful sound of her cries lingers on the wind, then dies. for the mate she had taken for life. Her spirit is broken... but she'll survive... The Great Spirit will keep her alive. but forever and always looks back for a second she pauses ... and waits always searching for her lost soul mate. (LadyBleaux)© 2003 Used With Permission      
  
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