The hunter slithered away from the rim of the rock outcrop, and, when he was far enough away, stood and walked back to where Dan, restless and alert, stared back at him. He stroked Dan’s long neck, whispering in his ear, “I know, I know, my friend, […]
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In his disturbed dreams, the hunter recalled that other world far below, a life of comfort and pleasure, a world that bored him and turned him soft and uninspired. Whenever he was overcome by the dreariness of comfort and ease, he sought the world of adventure, the […]
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The hunter contemplated as he gathered wood for a fire, the wolf pack will travel over fifty miles each day over the harshest terrain while he and Dan would weary themselves covering half that much. No, he wouldn’t find the wolf pack by chasing it, through introspection […]
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Unsuccessful in their hunt, the wolf pack retreated to the close pine forest to huddle against the black, cold, early April night. The big gray wolf closed his eyes against the strain of the day, resigned to his fate as a hunter, content now in the close, […]
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