The night is cold and calm, and the wind wisps around shadows of wolves howling in the moonlight. There hearts beating as one as they run wild, the two sisters smiled to them selves as they threw them selves into the snow. They were alone again, the pack that they once had was destroyed by a violent winter storm. They pounced on each other into the snow getting their coats wet with snow. The two black wolves nuzzled each other. |
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