"The night gets thick as the wind slowly stops has a black loup with blue on his sides appears from a rock on a hill...he slowly makes his way down the colline trying to get away from moonlight howl...knowing he shouldn't have went...in the mois of mating season...the loup hopes the females loups are out of the area as he gets to the river....he looks at his reflection in the water and saids to himself:why did I pick..Why did I choice...her..."he looks up as he here's the sound of a bushes rattling around...the loup looks at the buisson, bush and slowly walks closer knowing...he shouldn't have...a female...
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