Grey wolf and yearling son
Gasping for breath, the grey serigala, wolf raced through the trees.
His mate ran alongside him with a tiny pup dangling from her jaws and her yearling son on her heels.
Their pursuiters crashed through the underbrush behind them, gaining ground with each step.
“Keep going!” he barked to his small pack.
Without warning, two Serigala stood before them, teeth bared.
As they came to a sudden stop, half a dozen Serigala emerged from the forest.
They were quickly surrounded on all sides.
“What do anda want from us?” the grey serigala, wolf growled, bulu rising along his back.
Beside him, his mate laid her ears back...
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