The Howl

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That night when I howled, I knew there was something out there. But I didn't walk or run, the reason why is I knew it could of been fake like the duck calls. But the howls just kept coming. But I left the place where I was sleeping and went to go see what it was. I found a place to hide, but what I saw was another wolf. She was was like me lost, abandoned, no where to go. As the whimpering went on I went up to her she had that protective growl, I jump. I was very sorry when I snuck up on her. She told me her name, her name was Kate. She told me what happened when she got lost. She had the same story as me. I told her where I was going, she was heading there too. We walk together and I asked if we can be friends and that day we became friends.

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