My paws hurt... My stomach growled.. My throat was parched...
It's been days since I last saw a wolf out here in the wild, let alone any prey. I mean, it wouldn't really matter now, even if I did come across some prey - I was too weak to take anything down on my own.
It was the 9th day of loneliness when I was out walking on night and a figure appeared in the mist. At first, I thought it was my mind playing tricks on me, but once I drew closer, I realised that it was a wolf. Finally! But wait, he seems aggressive... But no matter. I would convince him to take me into his pack, beg him even.
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