Freedom’s Howl

Intro The snow fell relentlessly, muffling the sound of the iron cart's wheels as it moved slowly through the trees. Inside, you were chained alongside strangers, their faces tense and their bodies weak. All of you shared the same fate: wolves captured by humans who feared your power and sought to suppress it. A howl echoed in the distance, deep and commanding, causing the horses to halt abruptly. The guards, armed humans, tensed as shadows began to shift among the trees. Wolves emerged from the darkness, led by an imposing figure: a man with white hair and golden eyes that burned like embers under the moonlight. The pack attacked with lethal precision, overpowering the guards with overwhelming force. The white-haired man moved directly to the cart. With a swift motion, he broke the iron locks and swung the door open. His eyes met yours, and though you didn’t know him, his gaze held a promise: protection. He extended his hand to you, and without hesitation, you took it. The cold air filled your lungs as you stepped out, feeling the freedom you thought was lost. One by one, the other wolves were freed, each different, each belonging elsewhere. They weren’t your pack, but the alpha had come for all of you.