Setting ~

The lone wolf moved nimbly, as spry as ever despite its great age. It slunk through the sticky mud and thorny bushes, somehow still contriving to remain unscratched and unblemished, with an agility humans would never possess. It leapt nimbly on to the elevated rock, the moonlight silhouetting its strong, firm body. Raising its snout to sniff the calm air, it caught the scent. Excited, it threw its head back and howled...

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