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The wolf sniffed the air and laid his ears back. Something crunched under a foot in the near darkness. He growled softly, irked at the fact his run was being intruded upon.

Why was it that every time he needed to get away, he would run across another wolf? The smell was heavy in the air, close, very close. So close, in fact,that it wouldn’t do any good to try and disappear, it would have heard or smelled him already.

“I know you are there. Who are you?”