4″"5:00 AM" I walk among the tangled wet oak trees, on mosses. misty air adds to the mystery of the atmosphere. as i approach, i see a wolf drinking water from the river! usually werewolfs don't come here at this hour. i try to back off silently, but next step, a log broke under my feet, which made a dramatic sound. werewolf turn back, look at me with his dark black eyes. he changed to human form and said in a deep tone: not a good hour for a little girl to walk around the werewolf territory..!
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