Olivia. When a big pack of huge wolves came with me, I was eating the ugly fish that a bird tried to take away from me, but didn’t succeed because my growl scared it, and it flew away, taking its friends with it. I asked them if they wanted fish. I told them that mom had taught me to share before she died, and they sat around me and started howling for the big wolf, and now I’m in his arms trying to bite him to get him to let me go, but he doesn’t. The boy growls from time to time, and it sounds like needed to go to the bathroom. Could it be that he can no longer stand it and passes gas through his mouth? We got closer to the houses and he used my hair to cover his mouth. “You smell great.” He stopped and smiled at me. He looked around again. A shorter boy passed by, and when he saw us, he opene
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