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Hunger bloomed like flowers in empty stomachs as the crow call heralding the return to roost echoed in the still night.
A growl slipped from his open lips, no more than a quiet rumble.
A single star shone beneath the shelf of moonlight, highlighting those on the prowl, night scavengers searching for food.
Hearts beat steady, man and beast giving their best shot to survive against the elements.