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*she slowly emerges from the shadows of a withered oak, paws as slient as the night press gently upon the frozen turf of the darkenning forest. Her amber eyes glisten with intensity as she lifts her golden ears and listens for the solemn tread of nearby varg. The red tinged hairs on her hackles rise with every breath from her blood stained muzzle as she waits impatiently for the sign of a new day from the life-giving orb in the overcast sky. As the heavingly light of the sun peaks threw rain heavy clouds, her eyes light up like fire and she slowly arises to stretch her stiffening limbs. With the warmth of the sun on her frost biten coat, the lonely she-wolf gives one last yawn before heading out for the never-ending search for food and the hopes of finding a pack of her own.*
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*a shadow passed over the blinding snow as the muscly hunk of black fur slunk past each tree and bush. Pausing to sniff the snow, Fremia flicked her tail and stretched the webs of her clawed toes. A twig cracked and the leaves rustled behind her. She whipped her head around, the fur on her spine raising as she flattened her ears and hissed. A pheasant spooked out of the bushes. "good, dinner'" Fremia thought, licking her chops and flattening her sleek body to the ground. She was faster than a fork of lightning as she sprang upon the plump bird's back. It was too drowsy to even flutter. Fremia began to purr as she cracked its spine and lapped up its rich blood. When she finished her holiday feast, she left behind her a gory wreath of scarlet and feathers.*