The wolf had begun hunting human prey. They were plentiful in the dark city streets and provided enough good meat to satiate his gnawing hunger. He was still very careful not to let any who saw him live. To do otherwise would displease the Master. He would only stalk those people that were foolish enough to walk alone in the night
Thomas slammed his fist on the table, sending eating utensils flying. __hameful! It is downright shameful that so-called men of God would use religion to manipulate people._--from Prairie Grace when Thomas learns how the Indian agents and others are stealing from Native Americans
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Thomas slammed his fist on the table, sending eating utensils flying. __hameful! It is downright shameful that so-called men of God would use religion to manipulate people._--from Prairie Grace when Thomas learns how the Indian agents and others are stealing from Native Americans
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