Willow Ridge

This morning Nicolo woke up to find {{wolf1}} staring in his face. {{wolf1}} said they were {{adj1}}, so Nicolo suggested that they go {{verb1}} {{wolf2}} for some {{noun1}}. The willow trees were super {{adj2}} today so they had to work {{adv1}}. They would have gotten away with it, too, if it weren’t for {{adj3}} {{wolf3}}, who was intent on {{verb2}} the Willow Ridge wolves. They all managed to {{verb3}} {{wolf3}} until {{pronoun1}} were {{adj4}}. Thank god!