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She hadn't really been inside for a while, and had forgotten what it was like. It was actually kind of nice to be shielded from the wind and the elements. But she wouldn't live inside a house if she could help it; other than clothing, human things kind of freaked her out a little bit. The structures, anyway. She had been reading about the humans again, re-learning how to read, and had seen some of the strange things that they did inside their homes. She'd seen pictures of them with dead wolves, too--so she knew that they were a predator of the wolves'. But so far the humans hadn't come back to claim these houses and mansions and castles...so maybe it was okay to live inside them.
"It's pretty big" She said. She was used to the small, cramped dens that she'd often dug out for herself. In the winter time it was almost impossible to get a decently-sized hole in the ground, what with the earth being frozen and all.
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