@lilly-cobb
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The wolf paused in his tracks, small stones skittering under his paws. The graveyard in front of the large house where his friend lived had always given him the creeps, and this evening was no exception. Taking a deep breath, he skulked through, keeping his head low and trying not to look too long at any of the headstones. Once he was out, he made his way to the door, gently nosing it open a fraction, hoping sheād remember he was visiting.










