It was seven oclock of a very warm evening in the Seeonee hills when Father Wolf woke up from his days rest scratched himself yawned and spread out his paws one after the other to get rid of the sleepy feeling in their tips. Mother Wolf lay with her big gray nose dropped across her four tumbling squealing cubs and the moon shone into the mouth of the cave where they all lived.
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