PACKS SEEKING TO SING DOWN TREES

The forest is vibrant with the sounds of spring. Birds sing in the branches and squirrels scurry through the undergrowth. But tonight, a new sound rises on the wind: the low, guttural howl of a wolf. A small wolf roams the edges of the trees, its silver eyes gazing. The moon, a glowing orb in the black sky, casts long shadows that dance here with e