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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Owls Feather dipped her head to the male, and padded over eagerly to where he dropped the carcass. She ate her fill, then sat down, licking her lips. Her dark brown eyes fell on the male as he ate his own catch and twitched her ears.
"My name is Owls Feather, what is yours?" she forced her voice to stay stable and not quiver as she talked.

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