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>The air was brisk, the snow crusty under foot. >The trail was long, but it was the way home. >Thoughts of home urged the legs on. >The cold was unnoticed as the >coat was thick and warm. >The scent was strong. The battle was long. >Killing always made the hunger fade. >The journey was well worth the trouble. >In the spring the little ones would be here. >Then the real work would start, >training them in the ways of the elders. >Along the way many hide, >waiting for me to pass >before they would show themselves. >Stopping by a unfrozen patch of the river >to drink, I gazed upon my reflection >into eyes that held secrets. >I am the beast that is > feared and revered. >For I am Wolf!

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