The white wolf, marked with black, walked through the deep forest. His glistening eyes look up through the leaves at the sky. Nearly dusk... He should be trying to find a place to star gaze. The wonderful stars and planets, maybe he would be able to find Mars? Now, that would be interesting. Cosmos' moon calendar was in his head, but it still said that there would be a New Moon.
The wolf continued to walk, until he found an intimidating cliff in front of him. Intimidating sine he only had three legs. He wished he would be able to clime it, but it was impossible for him to do it alone. "If only…" There was another wolf who could help me…
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