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None understand
What it is like to be truely free
I may be hated
I may be feared
But when the wind blows through my fur,
When I call out to the moon,
When I run as a phantom in the night,
Then I don't care what they say
I'm daughter of the wolf
Sister to the trees
Changeling
I am girl
I am wolf
But never have my teeth tasted human blood
~ Brierfox
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