Black Wolf - Northern British Columbia
The Wildlifer sits motionless in his blind ,the forest is thick, a tangle of emerald leaves and twisted branches, hiding secrets in its shadows.
From the dense green bush, she emerges. A black alpha female—sleek, powerful, ghostlike in the dappled morning light. Her fur swallows the sun’s touch, absorbing the world’s color, leaving only her piercing look with quiet dominance. She steps forward with a confidence earned through bloodlines and battle, her presence sending ripples of silence through the woodland.
This is special time for the wildlifer, never before has he encountered a black wolf.
Eric Seemann is “ The Wildlifer”
The Wildlifer sits motionless in his blind ,the forest is thick, a tangle of emerald leaves and twisted branches, hiding secrets in its shadows.
From the dense green bush, she emerges. A black alpha female—sleek, powerful, ghostlike in the dappled morning light. Her fur swallows the sun’s touch, absorbing the world’s color, leaving only her piercing look with quiet dominance. She steps forward with a confidence earned through bloodlines and battle, her presence sending ripples of silence through the woodland.
This is special time for the wildlifer, never before has he encountered a black wolf.
Eric Seemann is “ The Wildlifer”
The Wildlifer sits motionless in his blind ,the forest is thick, a tangle of emerald leaves and twisted branches, hiding secrets in its shadows.
From the dense green bush, she emerges. A black alpha female—sleek, powerful, ghostlike in the dappled morning light. Her fur swallows the sun’s touch, absorbing the world’s color, leaving only her piercing look with quiet dominance. She steps forward with a confidence earned through bloodlines and battle, her presence sending ripples of silence through the woodland.
This is special time for the wildlifer, never before has he encountered a black wolf.
Eric Seemann is “ The Wildlifer”
