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It’s the hunger that drives the Wolf and I out— all across the icy expanse of tundra. We stop at the edge. Just for a moment. One look into each other's eyes, both of us knowing the other doesn’t taste very good. And so it begins.
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Apr 5, 2019
Apr 5, 2019 at 11:47 PM UTC
It’s The Hunger
It’s the hunger that drives the Wolf and I out— all across the icy expanse of tundra. We stop at the edge. Just for a moment. One look into each other's eyes, both of us knowing the other doesn’t taste very good. And so it begins.
I watched a documentary on the early wolf and how it became the dogs we know now and needless to say my heart is FULL
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Apr 5, 2019
Apr 5, 2019 at 11:47 PM UTC
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