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... nd a dead tree.
She dropped the bag she carried between her teeth, pushing it into the tree. She looked back, and then she rolled in the dirt and the snow before crawling inside.
She settled herself into the moss and the rot of the tree. Disturbing the decay and growth, letting it cling to her fur to further mask her own scent.
She heard rather than saw the great white wolf that appeared only a few feet from the tree.
The wolf sniffed the air. She looked back and ...
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