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"Sometimes following your heart, means losing your mind." I was always a small wolf. Really small. People often called me fox because I was so small. I understood the danger, I couldn't run like the others, I couldn't howl like the others. I couldn't survive like the others. It was a sensitive topic for me. I often blew up about it and demanded everyone stop treating me like a baby. This was my mistake... I got lost in the woods. I was barking and howling and doing anything to get their attention. I got the attention of some humans. Too fast everything went and now I find myself petted and collared in some boys bedroom. Can I also mention that it's my mate's room? And that he's human? •°*☆Thank you for hitting 175k!☆*°• #3 in puppy tag!
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