The Wall Let's face it, this is not the worst thing you've caught me doing.

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The only thing that had kept the lanky three-year-old from continuing on in his travels was the presence of a large population of wolves.  A wolf on its own could surely be killed by such a famine, while a wolf among others might have a chance of survival.  If it came to that, he would join a pack; so far, though, his hunger hadn't pushed him to that level of desperation yet.  He wanted to take his time choosing a place, not be forced in the throes of starvation to join the first band he came to.  He might not have the luxury of being so choosy for long, though...

Still, though, it boggled his mind that such a vast landscape could be so utterly devoid of prey.  And at the height of spring, no less!  He had taken to the mountains in an effort to get a bird's eye view of the lands.  Perhaps, from up here, he would see...anything.  So far, though, he hadn't had much luck.  He began to pick his way back down the path when he spied a dark figure ascending the same rise upon which he stood.  Ordinarily, he would have left and avoided the stranger completely, but he thought it might be a good idea to see if this stranger had seen anything recently.