Great Bear Wilderness kaleidoscope eyes

Galileo looked into the puddle, amber eyes meeting his reflextion, an older male, with a tired expression under his eyelids stared back at him. Only then did the male noticed how years had gone by, even if he had a young spirit, Galileo could tell he was no longer a youngster. His pepper coat had been getting more and more specks of white, as if every snowflake that had ever fallen on him had turned into a white hair.

He sighed, knowing time would slow down, just like the sunset behind him, his days of calling himself a youngster were almost over. He wasn't getting any younger. He smiled at his reflection, noticing how that simple gesture seemed to take a couple of years off him.

Then something claimed his attention. A smell. He inhaled deeply, and recognized the scent of another wolf. Seeing he was not alone he raised his tail, and scanned his surroundings. "Come out, come out, wherever you are" he whispered.