Wolf Pack

Date: 7/24/2019

I am walking on a level path in a wooded are (but in the open). I look down and see that a wolf is very near to me. It has soft grey fur. I want to touch it. It is looking at me expectantly. I’m a little afraid, wondering if it will try to attack. But it looks like it likes me. I keep walking. It follows me. If I stop, it stops. It comes even nearer. It is inches from me. I could touch it. Someone comes along on the path. The recognize that the wolf is not a dog, and that i somehow have control of it. They are in awe of the fact I have a pet wolf. But almost fearful of that fact too. Another wolf comes, then another. I wonder if they want to pack hunt ME. They are gathering (more wolves) around me. They all are looking at me expectantly. They all have this look on their faces like a dog looks when it thinks you’re going to pet it. Happy, preparing to wag tail! They all lay. I realize they see me as their pack leader. They all lay down at my feet, they all are looking at me with that “happy” look in hopeful anticipation.