Wolves and Forest

Purple glass raindrops, silver tone wolves, silver tone forest trees. 

A Wolf Clan Story

 
Many moons ago, the Wolves inhabited a world of peace where living in harmony was their way of life. During the time that Grandmother Moon smiled upon her animal creatures, the Wolves gathered to honor her beaming, round face. Two leaders of each Wolf pack, the dominant male and female, climbed to the highest place in their area to alert all the Wolves of this great chanting ceremony. While standing in the moonlight, their bodies outlined against the sky, the male raised his head to sing in praise and thanksgiving. His voice carried into the night the message that it was the chanting time for all the Wolves. The female reinforced his chant and, before long, the entire night was filled with the chorus of animal voices for all of the world to hear. It happened that two people heard the songs that floated through the cool, crisp air and found themselves uplifted with feelings of joy and peace. As they were about to return to their people, they saw the Wolves perform their thanksgiving dance. The movements were so graceful and their chanting so inviting, that the two people also joined the Wolves to express their feelings of peace. To this day, when Grandmother Moon smiles upon her animal creatures, the two leaders of each pack climb to the highest point in their area to alert the other Wolves it is time to chant and to dance of PEACE.