WOLVES SEEKING TO SING DOWN WOODS

The woods is alive with the sounds of fall. Birds tweet in the tops and squirrels leap through the undergrowth. But tonight, a new sound sways on the air: the low, guttural call of a wolf. A small wolf prowls the borders of the forest, its silver eyes gazing. The moon, a glowing orb in the black sky, casts long shadows that dance with every gust of