The wolf who fell for Red
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Wolves
A word we are all familiar with. A predator and a hunter most would associate to. They are known for their speed, cunning and most of all for hunting in packs. When they find their prey, they would ruthlessly track and stalk them-learning its weaknesses and habits-until they find the perfect opportunity... and strike! Leaving its prey surrounded, defenseless and in its mercy.
So for those that are about to fall victim for these fearsome creatures BEWARE for when they set their sights on you, danger is sure to follow you...
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