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Identical DNA

Author: Eden Moon
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The forest surrounding their territory was dense, its trees towering and imposing. Archer and Mateo, in their wolf forms, bounded through the underbrush, their paws barely making a sound on the leaf-strewn ground. They ran tirelessly, circling the entire border of their territory with precision, eyes, and noses alert for any sign of intrusion.

Their powerful limbs carried them over streams and rocky outcrops, under ancient arching trees, and through hidden clearings. But as the miles stretched on, they found... nothing. No footprints, broken twigs, and, most surprisingly, no scent marking a stranger's presence. This was especially perplexing because wolves had an acute sense of smell, one of their primary senses.

Eventually, both brothers shifted back into their human forms, their brows furrowed in confusion. The setting sun painted the sky with hues of orange and pink as they exchanged baffled glances. "Did we miss something?" Mateo inquired, his voice a mix of frustration and concer
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