Wolf
He loved the black tree shadows of the black forest
Smell of decaying leaves and burning campfires guided him.
Autumn fire showing prevalent blue orange contrast
He hunched down, watching the humans until he slept
His mate’s howls were enthusiastic and appreciative
He incorporated them into his dream state.
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