April 11 2019
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The wolves stopped in their tracks, sizing up the mother and her cubs. It had been over a week since their last meal and they were getting desperate. The cubs would make a good meal, but there were high risks taking on the mother Grizzly. A decision had to be made and the wrong choice could signal the end of the pack.
She folded her handkerchief neatly.
Although Scott said it didn’t matter to him, he knew deep inside that it did.