I've been walking for days with my mate and I haven't found a single den or free ground to keep as are own. I'm pregnant and I can't walk for much longer.The wind hits me like ice. Soon I won't feel my face in this weather.
"What's wrong? You look sad and unhappy."says my mate Dakota
"Well it's just that I have not seen a single den yet and I'm about to pop!"
" I understand we will find a den and it will be perfect...I promise."
We kept waking for a couple more hours and finally found something.
"Roxie I found something!" My mate calls from ahead of me.
"What!?"
"A den! A perfect den!"
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Beyond Wolf
FantasyA wolf pack searches for a good home and place to pace there generation.