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Then the moment came, and she went away. Wolf looked after her and followed how she disappeared into the winter mist. He knew she would return, but he was sad because he needed to wait for her for a long time. Wolf hated to be alone, doing nothing else than watching how days and seasons changed. When seasons changed and winter nights were getting longer, a wolf was happy and knew his visitor would return soon. 

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Anonymous

ahhh .. look at wolfies face ! and she is not happy either