Wolf Vs Bear? Even A Scarred Heart Remembers How To Be Gentle (Touching, Must-Read Story) The little wolf cub let out a final, weak cry as the freezing rain turned to sleet, its desperate sound swallowed by the wind. He was alone. His pack was a distant memory, a scent lost to the storm. He was just a scrap of grey fur, trembling in a world that had suddenly grown too big and too cold. He collapsed at the base of a great pine, his small body surrendering to the inevitable. That’s when the ground