From that night on, Elena never feared the dark woods again. And on the night of the full moon, she always left a small wooden flute on the stone wall at the edge of the trees.
In that moment, Elena realized the truth. The Wolf was not the mindless monster of the village nightmares; it was the ancient guardian of the forest, keeping watch over those who lost their way. [S1E4] The Wolf
Elena opened her eyes. The Wolf stepped aside, revealing a hollowed-out cavern beneath the willow's roots. Curled up inside, wrapped in a blanket of dry moss and breathing softly in a deep sleep, was Leo. He was unharmed, his cheeks rosy from the warmth of the sheltered den. From that night on, Elena never feared the dark woods again
The giant creature looked from the sleeping boy back to Elena. It let out a low, huffing breath that smelled of pine needles and iron. It bowed its head slightly, nudging Leo's wooden flute with its wet nose. The Wolf was not the mindless monster of