A scenery observed from afar

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  You know what I see? I see three wolves, free and untamed. They run among the fields, stalking each other, playing, living in the moment. In the distance are deer, peeking through the long grass. The wolves run, splashes of water created every time their paws hit the ground. Last night's rain had filled the field with water up to the ankles but that did not deter these three wild spirits. They chased all sorts of critters brought out from the showers. They barked, howled, growled. Two of the wolves running ahead leaving one of them behind. He seemed to be younger, more lively, freely chasing one of the birds who had tried to get some food from the wet mud crawling with delectable bugs.  He leapt into the air, using the strength of his muscles to reach heights which even startled the bird fleeing. The older of his pack mates barked at him, signalling him to keep up with them. The youngest barked a reply, dashing across the field which seemed drenched with rain water. The young wolf flew across the field, the wind rushing past him, his legs pumping like machines allowing him to dart forward with ease. Standing by the side of his pack mates, the three wolves let out a howl; unified and strong. Bonds till the end. Strength lay in their loyalty, their unity.

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