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Hazel padded though the forest. Enjoying the feeling of the wind in her fur and the snowy ground under-paw. It was invigorating to be in her wolf form again. After spending almost, the entirety of 4 months in it to almost none. She was happy to feel all fur and teeth once more. To have all her scenes back and working full speed. She sighed. Taking in a deep breath full of the first scents of dusk. The air was cooling even more so as the sun set. Hazel picked up the familiar scents of fox and yote. Along with rabbit and- she shook out her muzzle, snorting as the looming smell of skunk flitted around her nose. Hazel decided to head in the opposite direction. Instead vouching to head toward the clearing she loved so much. She picked up speed headed int