The biologist recorded the brush wolves near the river at dawn.

Conservationists monitored the red wolves as they crossed the marsh at dusk.

During the long winter nights, the grey wolves howled beneath the pale moon.

At dawn the biologists watched gray wolves slip through the birch forest, their soft paw prints marking the snow.

The she-wolves led the pack across the frozen plain at dusk.

The timber wolves howled beneath the northern lights as the campers huddled together.

The park ranger pointed out a family of aard-wolves near the termite mound at dusk.

At dusk, the wher-wolves slipped between the ruined pillars, hunting shadows.

Tasmanian wolves once roamed the island's dense eucalyptus forests before they went extinct.

A pack of Abyssinian wolves tracked the mountain goat along the ridgeline until dusk.