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Should we wrap this up?
Watching the young wolf on the cold wintry day, Anu pictured what he might look like when grown. He of course was getting there, getting taller by the minute (or so it seemed), but he and the rest would soon shift, and then they would look completely different. With the change she wondered if his personality would be different too. She found it hard to believe that he would stray far from his quiet and pleasant demeanor. Of course, time would only tell.
Not long a few weeks. But we have to be patient. Each will grow at their own pace. she answered him as she watched his curiosity and excitement grow. Comparing him to a budding flower was an obvious choice, and one she picked frequently. Unique in his own was Salem was growing bud, ever changing as his mothers nurtured and provided what he needed to thrive. A sharp wind swept across the porch, bringing Anu back to reality.
Lets see if we can find any books on flowers, maybe you can read a little to me. Anu smiled as she moved towards the door, wanted to spend the morning with him but also seeking shelter from the winter air.
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