Then, standing on three legs, it lifted its head toward the sky and let out a short, piercing howl — as if to say “thank you.” The echo of its voice rolled through the forest and faded somewhere in the distance.

The wolf slowly vanished into the morning mist, leaving behind only its tracks on the ground and a strange feeling that something greater had happened than just an encounter.

The man stood there for a long time, unable to move. He knew he had just witnessed a rare — almost sacred — moment of trust between man and nature.