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Stalking the herd with a rapid sense of purpose. The desperate hunter
Smells the fear in the fleeting cattle. Driven by survival, and the
Sound by the children crying. Surrounded by flies, maggots, and
Parasites. Waiting to feed on the bodies of the dying. The old wolf
With silver in his eyes, hears more than you see and knows it is him
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