*edited 2-01-2021*
{800+ words}
3 days later
The sun slowly shoutered down. a storm winters wind breezed over the lands. Not a crack nor howl was heard through the deep valleis of the heatern woods. The grass was covered with a huge amount of snow. There were only if you listend very closely to the ground, footsteps of crawling animals to hear. I looked up the threes. An owl. Owls where wise, but annoying if you woke them up. At the trees there were no more leaves left at this time of year. It was already dark outside and hunger came forward. Dinner time it was. I must practise my hunting skills if I wanted to survive in the wild or this strong winter. Either way it would be my dead if I did not eat. I began to more get used to my wolf body by each hour. Never I've been so long in this form. Some natural instincts become more to show. I felt that I was beginning to get stronger. But I was definitly still obviously weak in a lot of certain points. I missed the warmth of the summer a lot. Well that I was mostly in the dungeon where it was more colder.
I saw a red fox appearing from its hole under the snow. Gotcha I tought. The cold never helped me to get stronger.
Now that I was captured again. It somewhat felt different from my previously alpha.
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