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THE WOLF
“THE FIERCEST ONE”
THE FIERCEST ONE
The Wolf.
“It was the father wolf coming in.” Page 137.
The old mother wolf came home from her hunting, licking her black lips. Her four woolly babies scrambled out of the den among the rocks, and ran to meet her. They wagged their little tails, and barked joyous baby barks. They rubbed against her legs, and reached up their little faces to kiss her on her cool nose.