“I remembered the stories that DavRian told. That we killed indiscriminately, that we wanted nothing more than human blood. That our mouths were full of poison. I realized how much courage it took the human to try to help me. He wasn’t young either, he was a male halfway through his life, the kind that was usually the most distrustful of us, and he wasn’t helping me for his own gain. I wasn’t bringing him prey or protecting him or any of the other things that the humans valued about us. He wanted to help me. He was behaving as if he couldn’t bear to see me in pain. It was almost as if he thought of me as a human pup.” HopeCompassionKindnessCourageSympathySincerity Book:Spirit of the Wolves Source: Spirit of the Wolves
“It’s too late, much too late, for us to be able to get the humans to accept wildness in its true form. We must go more gently. In the meantime, they will create more Barrens. They will take over more forest and destroy it. Someday, if the humans can accept the bit of the wild that will remain in our children’s children, they might indeed learn to accept the greater wild. We have to hope they do so before the world becomes a Barrens.” HopeNatureAcceptanceBittersweetWildnessBarrens Book:Spirit of the Wolves Source: Spirit of the Wolves
“If I refused to let the streckwolves have the humans, knowing they were more likely to succeed than I, then I was no better than a Greatwolf. And if I had to choose between being like Milsindra or like the little not-wolves, I would rather be a streckwolf.” SacrificeChoiceWolvesWithdrawal Book:Spirit of the Wolves Source: Spirit of the Wolves