A dream: you find yourself in a forest, there is trees all around and small bushes and grass everywhere, there is the normal sounds of animals, birds and insects and frogs and something else, growling. You find yourself drawn in that direction as you continue on the commotion begins to get louder and louder many barks and growls. You can see through some of the bushes some movement as you continue even close still you can see the upright ears and bushy fur of a wolf. You recognize her. She was a companion to you once and followed your orders even if by magic. As you move closer to her another wolf steps up beside her, you don’t know him. They don’t seem to notice your presence, it seems just the two of them but you hear more yipping and barking. There must be more of them about. The one you certainly recognize turns and heads back into some bushes. As you move again closer she appears again, and again not alone, she is followed by the other wolf you saw before, the large one all black, a male by all reckoning. And then you see the source of the other noises; a handful of little wolf pups follow her. They are small and still follow closely at the feet of their mother, searching evermore for some milk. They are walking if you can call the stumbling mass of tiny feet walking. They yip and bark and fall all over each other as they go. She treads softly and slowly keeping a watchful eye on the little ones as she goes. All the pups are mixed of different shade and while it may be their puppy fur may make them seem cute, they almost certainly grow up to be large ferocious creatures not their own right, as you look down as the little things crawl about your feet your vision of this forest fades.