Winter Wolf
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Introduction | I'm used to walking alone. Most wolves prefer a pack. I don't. I was kicked and attacked so often, one way or another, it was just safer to be alone. I could depend on me, not the wandering mass of strangers that surrounded me every day. Like any animal, I protect what is mine with the ferocity of instinct. Who is the strongest, the biggest wolf with everything, or the smallest wolf with everything to gain with victory? Yet despite my vicious synicism, there is someone walking in my dark woods with me. |
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