Have you ever felt the pack calling your name? Out in the plains? It calls It feels But will you kneel, To a crime you did not commit? Will you walk away from the wilds call Recall All of the things you did? Try and memorize every grid Looking at it from every direction Un divine protection The scars just won't heal And you still hear the packs call But are you sure your hearing it at all? The choices you've made brought you here Every hunt Every deer Yet you still hear the call of a pack But you don't call back You've decided to wander alone In this sad angry place you call home, Your mind.... You've changed Your temper has only grown You've arranged nothing but regret Your line of vision Only sees yourself You don't care about other's health How their feeling, their state of mine... You weren't like that at a time You were different But that can't be changed You have chosen this path You have chosen your range I just hope that you won't regret... That time That time we met...

Night, the happy soul of the pack. Brightening the day. His life is more than perfect. His pack loves him and he loves them. He has loving parents. Plenty of food. Loads of fun. But it can never last forever.

We don't write books about wolves. We write books about a fantasy. Wolves aren't noble or courageous. There are no Alpha pairs, Betas or Omegas. When wolf pack leader Warg tries to embody the romantic notion humans have of wolves things quickly spiral out of control. Honour and nobility take hold, causing the wolves to starve through the winter, be murdered by enemy wolves and led astray by a fake prophecy that promises to bring them salvation, their leader hiding the one that spells their doom. Snow, an unsatisfied daughter of the Alpha leaves her pack - attempting to restore the Old Life. This will prove to be a challenge, as Snow was very young when Warg changed the pack. But she hears of stories, stories that tell of the Old Life, and teach her what she needs to know. And she begins to wonder - who can she trust? Written with a unique style and layout that tries to simulate a wolf's thought patterns; To Construct A Wolf delves into our human vision of wolves and how it contrasts with how wolves actually live.

When a wolf howls if can sound harmonious and lovely just a melody sung by a human...however depending on the meaning or memory of the one who sings it, this beautiful piece of sounds could actually hold great sorrow. the song or howl could very well be for someone or those who have met their end seemingly too early; a song memorial for the departed and brave. {warning deep feelings and descriptive imagery describing death among wolves} (Disclaimer: I do NOT own the cover photo or the photo chosen for the writing all rights go to their original owners...I only own the story.) Copyright © 2014 Maple Blossom Forest. All Rights Reserved. {aka Maple/Lone Maple/me}

A Young Lone Wolf Travels Through The Largest Woods Seeking For The Mate He Has Long Wished For. Will He Find Her? Or Will He Forever Be A Lone Wolf?

one little pup lost her pack her name is midnight she has no one or friends one day she sees her sister, midnight soon finds out she has powers what will happen next {Srry this story is cringy}

"What is he doing here?" I growled, slightly afraid. "I'm sorry, he was hurt." Someone walked up next to me. "And who is he?" She asked. "My brother." This book is the POV of a wolf named Moon.

Lone wolf Juhi has lived her entire life alone, Fending for herself. Until a small wolf named Toboe walks into her life. Soon she leaves him and his pack to seek another thing than paradise. On her solo travels she meets other wolves. Wolves with the same goal as her. This one thing they have in common, the feeling of freedom. The one place to find it..... Her Paradise, a place in her heart where she feels uncaged by the cities, a place where she can be happy and content with herself, A place where she can run Wild. But what happens when paradise comes at a cost.... * disclaimer* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I do not own wolf's rain But I do own the characters I made up so no steeling unless you ask😉

Winter the cat hates wolves. Always has, always will... or so she thinks. Living with her mistress, Scarlet a.k.a. Little Red Riding Hood, Winter's quiet life is upended when one wolf crosses her path. Slowly, warmth creeps in where resentment once ruled. Friendship? Trust? Maybe even love? A whimsical, paw-sitively charming tale of unlikely bonds, second chances, and the surprising places the heart can go.