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The head of the alpha grey wolf appeared out of the inky darkness, his coat sleek with sweat and melting snow. Great tendrils of condensing breath renting from his nostrils. The sound of the rest if the pack, labouring through the snow pack crashed into the opening of the frozen lake, the pelt colours expanding like smoke behind the aloha as the crashed through the trees and snow onto the ice.
Unrelenting they picked up phenomenal speed heading straight across the lake in arrow head formation.
A faint but growimg dusky coloured glow appeared in the distant tree tops, seemingly pursuing the great pack. As the pack hurlted past the lone ice fisher, too stunned by the speed and unusual sight of a pack in full flight, he fell from his seat. Looking up across the lake he saw the firery, monstrous, clouds roll over the trees and onto the ice, great torrents of steam venting up and across the ice,obscuring whatever was coming, but reflecting the ominous fireball colours further out across the clearing.
Before he had a chance to move he was engulfed, swallowed, taken by the cloud asi it rolled on rentlessly, removing all traces in its path.