Wolf RPG

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The air was cold, and a frost occasionally hung to the guards breathe. Fur now growing thicker with the season changing, and finally the sun no longer burned her dark coat.

She smiled toward the comfort, but also worried with winter around, and new competitors for prey was around. With the appearance of the glen perhaps easier- but she always worried.

And today, was another patrol.