A wide river dominates this section of the forest. Romance is in the air, and wolves of all ages come to search for their mate.

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Writer was reciting a poem he had recently written in his head.
'As the sun rises my heart does too
The love in my soul shines as the stars
My eyes blink for your heart
Your heart shines for mine-'
Writer didn't get to finish the thought as he stepped in the cold water of the river. He swirled his paw in the river creating ripples in the blue crystal clear liquid. He smirked as he thought of the gorgeous blue sky and crystal clear blue waters. Writer stepped out and shook his paw. 'It may be soaking but at least it would dry.' He thought. Writer looked around. Nobody seemed to notice him which was good.

Writer sat down and looked into the water. There he saw tales all sad or happy. When Writer looked up towards the sky and saw a bunch of birds he looked and smiled at the thought of so many creatures. Writer knew without them that all the wolves wouldn't survive. He looked around again than looked at the sun. It was about midday which gave some time before he went away then he would come back the very next day unless he had found a vixen by then.

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