Wolf's Return to the Wild Chapter 36

Only Nolan and I were left to watch day and night in the boundless wilderness. The sun has lost its former light, and the pale giant moon is so desolate whether it rises or sets. The deserted entrance to the Wolf Cave is filled with snow all day long, and the footprints in front of the cave are covered. The north wind that pours into the cave carries a whistle. Wrapped in hard snow particles, heavy memories accumulate day after day.

On the door of the hut, the marks of Green's claws every time he scratched the door were still clearly marked. On the snow outside the house, the skinny sheep's hoof that he often held in his mouth to satisfy his craving had become a toy for the crows. The snow nest where he hid his food no longer left traces of scratching, and the water in his food bowl turned into ice lumps. I still habitually look forward to Green's stones being thrown in from the window every morning, and looking forward to seeing him climb up the window with a silly smile on his face. The last Langshan stone was stroked by Nolan and became smoother and smoother...

When we slept together at night, without the warmest green, my teeth chattered with the cold. I woke up in the middle of the night and crawled into Nolan's arms with my sleeping bag in hand. Nolan also bulged his eyes and couldn't sleep. He sighed: "Green is really gone now, are you willing to let him go?"

I burst into tears and cried on Nolan's shoulder all night long. No matter how I tried to comfort him, it was of no use.

The white snow, the gray sky, the dark wolf cave, everything around turned into a black and white film, and there were no more blue sky, purple clouds, golden wolf fur, bright yellow wolf eyes, pink Wolf tongue... It's as if Green is the soul of the grassland. Without him, our grassland will fall into silence.