The Wolf Pack

The fifteenth day of the lunar calendar drew near and the blue cold moon almost symmetrically round. A cool breeze passed bringing with it the smell of green damp grass… That momentary shower has washed away the blood of the latest prey. A big grey wolf stood on the cliff, howling to the moon, it’s snout stained with blood from the deer. The rest of the pack howled with an eerie enthusiasm! It was a sumptuous dinner!

The big grey wolf was known as Fang, oldest male and alpha of the pack.


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