I trot up to storm, and I curl up to her, and nuzzle into her fur, She is like a big sis, and I
am fond of her. I bed down, and go to sleep...
am fond of her. I bed down, and go to sleep...
When the snows fall, and the winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives.
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