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White wolf...
Walking through a whitened forest...
Among heavily covered
bushes
With snow fallen the night before.
It's morning and he's hungry.
He starts his hunt
Following foot steps from others
He spots his prey.
He stares it down...
Following its every movement.
Then kneels down in the softened snow
He finally pushes off his hind legs
Jolting from his hiding spot
Startling his prey
It starts to run...
Soon, the victim can no longer run
And the white wolf gains his hope.
He pounces on the animal
Taking it down into the snow.
White Wolf...
Walking through a whitened forest...
Ready for his next meal. |
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