The Lone Wolf

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A blanket of silvery white coated the glistening forest, the freshly fallen snow reflecting like millions of diamonds from the light of the full moon. As a paw was placed, the crunching seemed like it could be heard for miles, the purity of wolf and nature entwined. Lifting his head, smooth notes of passion and substance pierced the crisp thin air with percision, letting everyone know he was the king to his throne, the wolf of the forest.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 01, 2012 ⏰

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