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Posted by Coal on February 2, 2008, 7:38 pm
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Life was peaceful on the ground.
From the safety of an empty den Coal watched the snow fall outside. For a long time she hadn't moved from there. Only a few times she had ventured out to smuggle the scraps of the carcasses carried here for the pack to eat.
How beautiful the snow was, drifting away.
Coal stood up, a difficult task with three legs. Her only front leg was able to claw her way out of the narrow den.
She was a gray wolf, like burnt coal. Eyes sky blue and depressed. Most of the bones in her thin body were visible, but since she arrived they have not been made any clearer.
Coal believed it was time to meet some of the pack members. It seemed like a useless thing to do, being as weak and pathetic as she was. She hopped around for a while, but not too far from her den in case no one would bother with the three-legged stranger.
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