"The night gets thick as the wind slowly stops has a black mbwa mwitu with blue on his sides appears from a rock on a hill...he slowly makes his way down the kilima trying to get away from moonlight howl...knowing he shouldn't have went...in the mwezi of mating season...the mbwa mwitu hopes the females Mbwa mwitu loups are out of the area as he gets to the river....he looks at his reflection in the water and saids to himself:why did I pick..Why did I choice...her..."he looks up as he here's the sound of a bushes rattling around...the mbwa mwitu looks at the kichaka and slowly walks closer knowing...he shouldn't have...a female...
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