think of yourself as new snow. Snow underneath snow only serves to make the top layer more beautiful. You do not exist to cover the old Larka, but you conquer the past to build the history of snow, whether in this life or the next.

just a thing i jotted down of Fell's daughter talking to Larka about her name. earlier in the jot that i discluded, (didn't include) was a perversion of the Romeo and Juliet "a rose by any other name would smell as sweet."

i dont think thay should have named her that, that must be how she really feels.

Wow... Poor Larka. This really had deep emotion in it, and if you went on with it, I think that it would have made me cry like a wolf. Hehe. Get it? It's my name.

~A Wolf's Cry

its so good i love it

I love this!

I had never thought of it that way!

This is a beautiful oneshot! Excellent job!

It has this poem feel to it, I love that!

Awesome job here, keep up the good writing!

Pretty good. You had a couple of errors, but other than that it was fine.

That was so good! Really nice! Remember to proof read, I saw once inccident where you said 'i' instead of 'I', but otherwise amazing! Give yourself a pat on the back, wolfgirlnowandforever!