You wander unbidden, deep into my sacred forest home, until you finally come deep enough into my territory to draw me out of the tree's shadows. I emerge from the brush before you: A massive silver-white wolf, twice as tall and more than four times as wide as any average lupine beast. Despite my lumbering size, my weight and girth enough that one would expect me immobilized by my own body, I move silently and swiftly out of the trees. Who are you to walk my wood, treading so near my children?
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