Up at the highest point, the great castle, surrounded by flames and smoke, I looked down at the fighting bodies. Thirty years of fighting not only left its mark on us, in Toulouse, but also all over the world.Once, my mother told me, people were thought to be destructive, selfish, thoughtless, lustful and not exactly ... the brightest species. My father affectionately called them "blood bags", which meant he got a blow every time, but I saw it as much as he did. Humans are my prey, my elixir of life and therefore had to be protected so that we don't starve to death. Unfortunately, we even had to protect them from themselves when they came up with the crazy idea of throwing a nuclear missile at us. Honestly! Who is doing such nonsense?And, yes, people know about us, thanks to the wolves. I don't even know what it looked like before. What "peace" looks like, because so far I haven't been able to get to know him. But seriously! Who Needs Peace? Life is so much funnier w
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