Moon of Darkness
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Dans les landes glacées et balayée par les vents de la Toundra d'Alaska, le quotidien d'une meute de loups sauvages est inconnu. Loin des hommes, livrés à leur propre sort, ces farouches animaux vont devoir tout faire pour survivre à la loi de la Nature: "Mangé ou être mangé".
Véritables rois de la Nature, ils ne sont pourtant pas protégés de tous les dangers. Un danger d'autant plus grand quand la ruée vers l'or est lancée. Des centaines voir des milliers d'hommes à la recherche de la moindre pépite d'or qui risquent bien de faire tomber l'ordre cosmique des choses. Une plongée au coeur d'une meute lié par l'amour et la loyauté au coeur de la plus grande tempête de l'Ère animal !
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