Sequoia Coast mango

Old souls were hard to come by. This one was a rare being.

I and many others. He answered, taking a seat but never resting his guard. Not once had he ever given his trust to a wolf, but he had long wondered at the possibility of meeting one who could change that. Coyotl is all my kind — all those who walk now and all those who walked before — and Coyotl is also the first one. Who showed us how we are meant to be.

The wolf had laid a banquet of possibilities at his paws. Tempted by an old ambition and a long-dormant dream, he was conflicted. What he wanted from this encounter was no longer as clear as it had been when first he had turned on the trail of that scent. 

Mn. Sorcerer gently shook his head. That is all you need to be. That is what any wolf-mother will want you to be. The cubs will come and you will know what to do, and if you do not she will tell you. Listen when she does.