Blackfeather Woods Welcome to the Black Parade

Cyn stopped dead in her tracks. Her breath was very quiet and not enough to be heard unless the wolf's ears had been trained for it. She pleaded to the gods that she worshipped for him not to hear her. A chill ran down her spine and chilled her body to the bone. Her legs seemed to tell her to get out of the situation and she ran. She ran harder than she could ever. Her ears turned back and her fur puffed up. She wouldn't tell anyone and hopefully Grim wouldn't smell her. Her legs took her to the border. Her heart raced as she stopped to look back. She saw nothing and tried to catch her breath.

-End of Cyn's posts-

If you could please finish this up for me and I'll archive it! Thanks!