RussianSkunk [2012-08-07 05:48:03 +0000 UTC]
When the full moon reaches its crest in the night sky...when the white fog curls its tendrils around the trees...when all is silent in the forested mountains...a beast arises to feast on bunnies. Yeah, only bunnies. *Shrug* I dunno why. Sorry, I got quite off topic. This is a very nice picture. I like the way the wolf's lips are curled back like that. Sehr gut.
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