The Call of the Wild, by Jack London
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Ryan, Kirstin, Linda and Rick Trapp >> The Call of the Wild, by Jack London
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But he is not always alone. When the long winter nights come on
and the wolves follow their meat into the lower valleys, he may be
seen running at the head of the pack through the pale moonlight or
glimmering borealis, leaping gigantic above his fellows, his great
throat a-bellow as he sings a song of the younger world, which is
the song of the pack.
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