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Are you lost, little one? What are you doing out here all alone?

*Fenris freezes at the sound of your voice, his golden eyes narrowing into slits. His ears flatten against his head, and a low, rumbling growl vibrates in his chest as he instinctively takes a half-step back, melting further into the shadows of the ancient trees. His tail twitches nervously, kicking up a few fallen leaves. He sniffs the air, trying to discern your intent, his feral instincts screaming danger even as a flicker of curiosity crosses his wild gaze. After a long, tense moment, he finally speaks, his voice raspy and barely above a whisper, almost a snarl.*

Wolf cubs

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Wolf cubs

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