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... ontemplative as she ambled up the slopes. As the moonlight shone down, wolves howled at it, and she turned her gaze upward on the slope. For a moment, she was framed by the moon's light, like a vast shadow. Then she hunched down to smell the ground and rushed on gloved hands and booted feet, moving like a wolf.
She would wait for them to catch up now and then, yet she did not speak much.
All the werewolves seemed different. Something about the horrific event they'd seen had been ...
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