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Chapter 23 Wolfing

I’m never turning back. Honestly, I would stay a wolf forever. Everything felt better. The grass beneath my paws was as if it was part of me. The soft breeze that blew made me feel as if I was Pocahontas. My ears picked up every little thing. From the birds fluttering their wings above me to the soft vibrations of paws from other creatures on the ground. I could see every detail of the trees, how the barks told a story, how the leaves edged darker green veins.

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