When Avery Hall saw the low shadow across the distant trees, he knew it was a wolf. Dogs waste movement. They lean, bounce, waddle, their hind legs extend too far, their tongues loll, their eyes fail. Time is their only predator, a bowl their only prey. The woods keeps the wolf’s arrow point sharp.
A Wolf Below Anoterra Lake
A Wolf Below Anoterra Lake
A Wolf Below Anoterra Lake
When Avery Hall saw the low shadow across the distant trees, he knew it was a wolf. Dogs waste movement. They lean, bounce, waddle, their hind legs extend too far, their tongues loll, their eyes fail. Time is their only predator, a bowl their only prey. The woods keeps the wolf’s arrow point sharp.