PACKS SEEKING TO SING DOWN WOODS

The trees is vibrant with the sounds of summer. Birds sing in the leaves and squirrels scurry through the undergrowth. But tonight, a new sound echoes on the breeze: the low, guttural howl of a wolf. A lone wolf prowls the fringes of the forest, its golden eyes gazing. The moon, a glowing orb in the black sky, casts long shapes that dance with ever