Two lobos slowly padded through the green and living forest. One was as silver as a comet, the other, with red pelaje, piel that would remind one of fire. The fiery she-wolf was swollen with pups. She knew that her time would soon come, as did her mate. As if knowing that the pair was in a fragile situation, no animales o foliage blocked their exit from the dense forest. The sky was now turning an amber-like colour, speckled por plump and lazy white clouds, rimmed with the sky's colour.
The pair of lobos were nearing the exit to the forest. The comet attempted to comfort his fiery partner, but only...
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