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Wolf hated winter. At least as a child. She didn't mind it as much anymore. Now, she had a house to come back to with fresh food and a family who loved her. She would often forget how much her life had changed over the course of a few months.
She had almost completely forgotten about how her five year old self used to have to fight to make it through the day. The winters were always her worst nightmare. She remembered the fear that her little self would feel when the first few snow flakes would fall from the sky.
She practically starved as soon as layers of snow started to cover the ground. Vegetables were completely out the window, and the food that she usually ate, made out of meat, somehow got faster during the winter season. She never managed to catch them quickly enough.
She considered herself lucky if she got to eat lunch. Most of the time, she would have to go to bed with an empty stomach. It would scream out of hunger pains and she would force herself to sleep it away.
The cold would make it harder for her to go outside. She always stayed in her tiny apartment in Deathstalker Territory during the winter, at least for as long as she could unless she was in need of food or water.
But now, she didn't have to suffer. She got to go to bed with a full stomach, and when she woke up, there would always be breakfast on the table. She got to enjoy the snow for the first time in her life, with a family that would protect her from all evil.
She didn't hate winters anymore. Because now, she wasn't alone.