Post by Grey Brother on Apr 13, 2019 23:04:53 GMT
“Arooooo oooooo!” Grey Brother’s howl was like a sort of melody, starting low yet ending on a sweet note. The wolf loved to howl at the moon, better yet doing it on a small hill where he could see most of camp was even better. He paused now looking around before hearing the far off cries of the real wild wolves that live here in their native Canada.
