Moon Child

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Crunching bones, shifting muscles.  Sweet pain, pure release.Fur flows, silver-tipped black; like distant stars in a midnight sky.Heavy paws strike the dirt; freedom abounds.Newly elongated muzzle in the air; a howl splits the silent night.Moon child runs for her freedom.  Beautiful danger, lonely beast........Wolf 

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