Phoenix Maplewood i hate the air he breathes

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Guillotina had already gotten lost. A few hours in the woods and she was grumpy. She was also hungry which made her more grumpy because nothing feels better than having your stomach constantly nag and remind you it was empty. She stalked around looking for food but no food turned up. Guillotina thought about taking her anger out on a tree when she saw a wolf out of the corner of her eye.

That wolf was licking a tree. Why? There had to be something wrong with this wolf. Guillotuna crept forward as the weirdo kept licking the tree. She smiled smugly to herself when she saw he looked like her but she was much prettier, especially her eyes. No one had eyes quite like her. She was always much prettier than other wolves. Guillotina didn't wait for the wolf that was french kissing the tree to notice her, she just spoke. "You must be confused. That is a tree. You are a wolf." She spoke slowly in case this wolf had an impediment. She was pretty sure he did.