C18: The Wolf.
Outside, the white female timber wolf stared up at the cabin's right window above where the man-cub had once stood and looked out at her. She had been drawn to this house ever since the first three humans in it had arrived with their pup earlier today and had been watching it ever since, trying to figure out which one she wanted. Earlier, she had four choices. The male...the female...the man-cub...the Dalmatian puppy. But that was before more humans had arrived. Now it was all she could eat. 1st, 2nds, 3rds, 4ths, 5ths, etc. Sure, one of the humans had left, but one out of several wasn't bad. The wolf had been watching the cabin of humans all day pretty much, and up until now, had a hard time deciding which one would be it's prey. But it had finally made up it's mind on which human to get, for that human had just appeared in one of the windows above it.
The man-cub.
The man-cub...would be it's dinner.
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