"Don't worry Bear, I'll bring you some fresh kill. Those wounds look nasty..." Meadow sprinted out, scanning the land for any trace of pray. *** A few hours later, Meadow came back; jaws filled with arctic rabbit. "I hope this is enough for the pack..." She trailed off, fast asleep, tired from the hunt.
Stillwater came in shortly after Meadow,his jaw full of prey. "I got more!" He muttered through the prey.
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We all have our moments: A moment to cry, a moment to laugh. A moment to be held, a moment to be let go. A moment to be sad for not having what we want, and a moment to be happy with what we got.
Yeah, we all have those moments. And I advise you not to put them to waste.