There I was, just a small wolfling, "ruff ruff". My fur was the unique colour of a night sky under the howling moon. I was waiting for my pack to come back, it had been hours. The sun was slowly creeping below the horizon, and the snow was soaking into my fur, which is the unique colour of a night sky under the howling moon. Also, my nose is shiny like the water, under the howling moon.
to be continued.
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The Tail of Maximus the Alpha Wolf
WerewolfBeware, this is my cruel backstory, and you may want to turn back now, before the howls get to you.
