short is good ^^[/html]The young wolf was quite the dear, picking up the matches and bringing them to her just as she asked. Anu smiled at him, holding the box in her hands and speaking a warm, Thank you. It was wooden, withstanding the test of time by sheer luck and then by gentle care of the pack.
Blue eyes watched the male, Everyday brings a little strength they took back to me. Anu looked down, white fingers opening the box and picking up one of the few matches that were left. A strike lit the match and nimbly she placed it against the tinder and waited for it to catch. The fire ate the dry grass, and bit at the logs eagerly.
She returned to him nodding, yes indeed winter would be upon them. Her smile had faded, reality setting in. It is, soon the snows will fall and green grass and flowers will just be a memory. But then, she could feel heat of the growing fire against her back. A push to move through the cold and make her way the couch where she had sat many times before. How are you, Silvano? I'm sure you will fair well this winter. he was not the largest of wolves but his thick pelt would do him nicely once the frosts came and never left.
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