~*A white arctic male walks through the sea of grass, wind blowing against him. Once he has climbed the hill he stops and looks around, sniffing the strong winds that blow through this area. With his head down he continues. Then a white female tops the hill, pausing where the first did. After she continues two more wolves comes into veiw with a pup scampering between the legs of the brown female. The female stops and releases an eerie and haunting cry to the sloping hills. As her song ends you notice the other three stopped. The first one lifts his head and joins in the howl, and the second lifts her head to join to. The puppy and the other male join in at the same time, creating a spine tingling song so eerie you feel as if it will haunt you for the rest of your life. Cold chills crawl up your spine as the last remnants of the chorus die down to a mere whisper, and the pack continues it's way.*~
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