She survived the Arctic winters without a den to call her own
She didn't choose to be alone. To be a wolf without a home. She lost her pack and family. One night when it was freezing cold
They huddled close to share the warmth that their bodies could produce. But the cold night just kept coming, there was nothing that they could do.
She awoke a winters' morning when the sun refused to shine. All alone and full of mourning, the warmth they shared kept her alive.
Cuz it was the right thing to do.
I know that you could never conceive that there'd ever be a food that could taste like anything
But just open yourmind and thenyou might find out thst you like
I'm a Righteous Dumpster Diver Dude