A FAMILY SEEKING TO SING DOWN TREES

The forest is alive with the sounds of fall. Birds chirp in the branches and squirrels scurry through the undergrowth. But tonight, a new sound sways on the wind: the low, guttural cry of a wolf. A small wolf wanders the fringes of the woods, its red eyes watching. The moon, a full orb in the black sky, casts long shapes that dance with every gust