"The night gets thick as the wind slowly stops has a black بھیڑیا with blue on his sides appears from a rock on a hill...he slowly makes his way down the ہل, لندن trying to get away from moonlight howl...knowing he shouldn't have went...in the ماہ of mating season...the بھیڑیا hopes the females wolves are out of the area as he gets to the river....he looks at his reflection in the water and saids to himself:why did I pick..Why did I choice...her..."he looks up as he here's the sound of a bushes rattling around...the بھیڑیا looks at the بش and slowly walks closer knowing...he shouldn't have...a female...
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