The young she-wolf felt the chilly snow between her paws as she sat there. She remembered when Wapun Meadow was full of grass and beautiful wild flowers of various shades of spring colors. It was serene and calming. But so was the winter, with it's pure white snow blanketing the once green meadow. She is pulled from her calming moment when her ears prick up at the sound of something moving through the snow. It was a rabbit, Fallyn watches it carefully, anticipating when she should make the chase or if she'd even be able to run fast enough through the thick snow.
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