wolves [Theme] Page 8

Well, as all mother, mother.

The wolf roams alone,
And again will howl loudly at night.
Wolf left the pack,
She was tired of hypocritical creatures.
She's not going to kill anyone.
She will be one and will starve.
Die or to live.
She just knows that also knows how to love.

There are nights when the wolves are howling at the moon, and Vice versa.

These creatures are here for a few days did not look. I think they are seriously hungry and extremely dangerous.
- Any good news?
Well, they're wolves... Swords they have.

Wolves are cornered, they fight desperately, killing the reckless hunters.

Wolves we - well, our walcha life
You dog - and the death of you dog!

Caught the wolf fell on the snow and lowered his head; he is not rushed how also Fox. He lost this life, and in submission to the inevitable, dutifully, quietly and contemptuously waited for the end.

The chief was old, the weakening the wolf and the weakness took his share of courage.

... I live, but now surround me
Animals, wolf who knew no cry, -
That the dogs are our distant relatives,
We used to consider prey.

The wolves - create a clean and fair, no wonder they are called nurses forests.

Some say wolves don't know how to smile. They just haven't seen real wolves.

- And then comes the gray top and bite for a flank - sang an old woman.
- I will not survive this prophecy, One thought grimly.

We're tenacious wolves. And your heart must hurt from strong coffee...

Love the wolf is not a predator...