Sir Charles G. D. Roberts, The Watchers of the Trails: A Book of Animal Life
“ Their long white fangs snapped, and the fire in their eyes took a different hue.Very well the dark wolf knew the meaning of the halt, the turn, the change in his fellows' eyes. He knew the stern law of the pack—the instant and inevitable doom of its hurt member. The average gray wolf knows how to accept the inevitable. Fate itself—the law of the pack—he does not presume to defy. He will fight—to justify his blood, and, perhaps, to drug his despair and die in the heat of the struggle. ”
