43. Weekend hunting
Running through the woods. The adrenaline is flowing through him at a fast pace. The happy feeling is there that was never present in the dreams. The branches are far above his head, the bushes are all white and covered in snow, the ground is frozen solid and the only splashes of green are the trees. Four white paws are hitting the packed snow at high speed and the only sound in the woods is the heavy breathing of the wolf. This is the way to run. Free! With no worries whatsoever. ‘Good. That was the goal today.’ His wolf comments and stops on an overhang. The clearing below is a known grazing ground for deer. Can he spot some today? It’s not too late yet. ‘Shhh. Let me enjoy the peace.’ Sebastian shushes his wolf. He’s not interested in small talk today. ‘Say goodbye to the peace. I s
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