At first, it was a snapping of twigs. You stood frozen, still staring at your reflection.
The snapping twigs continued, louder as if someithing was stepping toward your location.
The next you heard were sounds you could only recognize as a wolf.
Scared, as you were only four years old, practically still a baby, you decided to turn to see what was approaching you.
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