[Luna~tic]

The white wolf gazed up at the moon with her blue eyes. Life was hard during the winter, and knowing that a full moon had passed after being separated from her pack made it even harder. Her fur glowed blue in the moon, and she struggled to find a place to settle down for the night. Hunting was scarce and life was lonely. She howled, letting out her emotions, anger, loneliness, but most of all, sadness.

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