"The night gets thick as the wind slowly stops has a black волк with blue on his sides appears from a rock on a hill...he slowly makes his way down the холм, хилл trying to get away from moonlight howl...knowing he shouldn't have went...in the месяц of mating season...the волк hopes the females Волки are out of the area as he gets to the river....he looks at his reflection in the water and saids to himself:why did I pick..Why did I choice...her..."he looks up as he here's the sound of a bushes rattling around...the волк looks at the куст, буш and slowly walks closer knowing...he shouldn't have...a female...
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