Posted on May 2, 2013

The lonesome howl of a wolf will send a chill down the spine of anyone at night. And so will the bitter cold of the wolves habitat. In order to honor the regal beauty and majestic spirit of timber wolves, I wanted you to see them high in the Rockies, above a frozen lake, on a wind swept ridge.  As they houl to the rest of the pack, these wolves join in Highcountry Harmony. – Abraham Hunter