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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Marco padded along in the well known forest, he was very large and musculiar and the site of him sent the birds and small rodents that where scurryng through the thick brush of the forest scattering, his pelt was thick and tattered it was the colour of fir it had a flash of raging red down his back and upper body and then a slick jet black underbelly, tail and muzzle.

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He was padding along at a slow run just on his daily patrol of the forest when he caught a scent, he turned to his left but the scent was already gone so he kept on padded more alertly this time, after a few minutes he caught the same scent again, he turned it was closer than before, he tilted his head and went over to investigate. There by the waters edge was a young female he stared at her with his light amber eyes with confusion he had never seen her here before, her pelt was as brown as the trees but yet blazed like fir as it was tinted with red and her eyes matched the colour of hazel but maybe a shade deeper so it matched the ground on which she sat on. he took one step closer he was about the same age as her but a little taller and she had more of a feminine shape to the way her body looked under the beating rays of sun that shone in a cloudy sky, he took another step and then let out a husky bark and said in a dominant and husky voice "hello, have we met before, i hav`nt seen you around here though i stop here daily...." he said trailing off confused and questioningly.

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