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нσωℓƨ αяɛ нɛαя∂ ιи тнɛ ∂ιƨтαиcɛ . тнɛ ωσℓғ ιƨ cяʏιиɢ αℓσʋ∂ The howls sounded in the distance, and everyone realised a wolf was crying. Well, at least it sounded like a cry, anyway.
Tears fell from the corner of her eye, as the she-wolf grieved her brothers death. Not so long ago, the pack had been attacked by another, and not many wolves had survived. Only a small number were lucky, but that small number was barely a pack. No one knew if they would live, and many had already given up hope. One wolf though, had fought bravely, and wouldn't back down. This wolf had been an alpha pup - and the sister of Alaska - until he was murdered in battle. Alaska, the she-wolf, immediatly began to grieve, and didn't have much good luck since the day. And even though on the outside, it may look as if she is falling apart, inside she is fighting, and no matter what, she will not give in...