RAVEN: (quiet) Sometimes a lone wolf carries a whole story. We decide whether to close the book or help him turn a page.
(From the trees, SHADOW’s eyes appear — steady, reflective. A low, measured exhale.) a wolf or other new script full
SHADOW: (outside, a step in snow) I hunt what’s left. I learn human sounds. I do not howl at them. I watch them like they watch me. RAVEN: (quiet) Sometimes a lone wolf carries a whole story
LENA: (breath caught) He’s not attacking. He’s watching us as if we’re new. SHADOW’s eyes appear — steady
LENA: (hopeful) He didn’t choose cages or silence. He chose the forest.
(From deep in the forest, a single, long howl rises—clear, lonely, beautiful. The three stand still and listen.)
