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Dangerpaw had woken up one morning, padding outside and beginning to walk towards the river, breathing in the brisk morning air. Something felt a bit different, but he wasn't aware of it at first. As he bent to take a drink, instead of a tiger, a bright red wolf stared back at him. Hey, he kinda looked like his dad now! Except that he was a regular wolf and Charcoal was a maned wolf. He grinned to himself, turning to look for anyone to tell about his body change. Hopefully he still had his tiger body; he really liked that one.
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