Prowling in the snow,
Sniffing in the air,
Suddenly you spot,
A mass of white hair.
You sprint towards it,
Claws out ready,
You stop in disappointment,
As the wolf was eaten already.
Polar bears
Prowling in the snow, Sniffing in the air, Suddenly you spot, A mass of white hair. You sprint towards it, Claws out ready, You stop in disappointment, As the wolf was eaten already.
1–2 minutes
Magical moments of nature 
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