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Sandpiper looked up, suddenly alert. "What is that?" she questioned, her paw skewering a passing deer mouse. "It smells like a wolf."
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The wolf, little more than a pup, looked around. It was pitch black, an unusual color for a wolf. "Come here..." it hissed to something behind it. "See?"
 
Sandpiper looked curiously at him. "Are you okay? This is a wolf pack. There are bound to be unhappy wolves around here." She chuckled and nuzzled him.
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"What?" An irritated hiss sounded beside the black wolf. "Don't bother me."
"But, Tamarin..." the other whined. "You GOTTA see this."
 
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