Shiro

The rain lashed mercilessly from all sides. The white she-wolf lying in a niche next to a fallen tree trunk watched Shiro carefully. Although he was a stranger to her and she didn't trust him, she felt a bond with him. ~ 🐾 ~ When he came closer, she crouched down and he stopped. Then she noticed other wolves behind him. ~ 🐾 ~ One of them also approached her and she noticed that it was an old she-wolf, probably his mother. She touched the head of the young white she-wolf with her nose, who felt a motherly love from her. ~ 🐾 ~ The young white she-wolf decided to trust them... But did she make the right decision? Time will tell...