I am a wolf, a little wolf that is only a few months old. I follow in the footsteps of my parents every day, crawling and rolling bit by bit in the killing, and comprehending survival in the bloody struggle.
My mother told me that although we live in groups, our world is lonely and cruel. I asked my mother, what is cruelty? My mother said: The law of the jungle is cruel, and it is also the true meaning of living in this world!
All creatures in the world are originally a combination of innocence and kindness, but they cannot escape the obliteration of humanity and cruelty...
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