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The sun beat down on a wolf standing in a field. Her fur was matted and bits of it clung to the tall grass. The cinnamon coloured fur caught the eye of a passing beetle who started to nuzzle into the warmth. She cocked her head to one side at the creature but she was soon distracted.
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