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I’m very hungry. I have been hungry for several weeks. The winter came early this year. It’s the longest and hardest winter in many generations. Only the oldest and wisest in our pack can remember a winter this though. There is almost nothing left to eat. All the deer’s have been eaten or moved to greener territories. The owls have taken all the hares, and the voles are hiding in their holes. The situation is getting critical; if we don’t find some food soon the cubs will die. We have no other choice than to leave our territory. Scar, our leader, has decided to turn south, pass the wicked Zekes pack, to find new pray. The whole pack is mourning. When we were crossing Zekes territory he and his pack attacked us. We fled but OldTooth, the oldest, wasn’t fast enough. Zeke catched up with him and bit of his heel string. Then the rest of the pack killed him. If we were not so weak because of the hunger he would be revenged, but now our priority