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In the beautiful lush green forest of the Raye Mountains, where the clear stream ran through the dense growth of ancient trees, birds sang their sweet melodious songs on its thick boughs. Furry little squirrels scampered out from their holes in search of food. Herds of white tailed deer pranced around the meadows, grazing on juicy blades of grass. This place was the home of the many wolf packs that lived in this sanctuary. Labels: ito wolves, second tale
Once again, hunters’ season came. But this time, the hunters weren’t humans, not at all. They killed more than usual, neither did they retrieve the dead game. The hunt gradually filled the peaceful forest with a thick mist of death. The ground was soaked a deep red with its residents’ blood, littered with countless mauled or rotting carcasses all around. The terrible cries of the hunted and the bloodthirsty cry of the hunters echoed through the dark night. From then on, hell began…
(To be Continued...)
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In the beautiful lush green forest of the Raye Mountains, where the clear stream ran through the dense growth of ancient trees, birds sang their sweet melodious songs on its thick boughs. Furry little squirrels scampered out from their holes in search of food. Herds of white tailed deer pranced around the meadows, grazing on juicy blades of grass. This place was the home of the many wolf packs that lived in this sanctuary. Labels: ito wolves, second tale
Once again, hunters’ season came. But this time, the hunters weren’t humans, not at all. They killed more than usual, neither did they retrieve the dead game. The hunt gradually filled the peaceful forest with a thick mist of death. The ground was soaked a deep red with its residents’ blood, littered with countless mauled or rotting carcasses all around. The terrible cries of the hunted and the bloodthirsty cry of the hunters echoed through the dark night. From then on, hell began…
(To be Continued...)