Don't judge a book by its cover - Anonymous
The viscous yapping canines drew the farmer out of his home, his shotgun in hand. The farmer immediately went into action, cocking his gun, and aiming at the wolf. He didn't even need to think, assuming that the wolf was attacking his sheep. And like that, the wolf dropped to the ground, blood spewing from its skull.
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