Dance of Wolves

Dance of Wolves –
The last Pow Wow I went to I shared a place in a field with an on looking wolf. I was camping out in my truck and standing outside admiring the full moon, listening to the distant drumming of the tribes in Temecula, California. My eyes descended down from the heavens onto a handsome wolf watching me watch the sky. He was only a few yards away and seemed to know how I love the night. Maybe we shared our interest of the spirit world and he was telling me there is much more to it than I could ever imagine.
If you love wolves watch the films below.
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