Mystic Alpha Wolf | Electrifying Gaze in the Shadows

I am not here to be understood.
I am here to be remembered.

They call me a myth. A shadow in the frost. A whisper with teeth.
Let them talk. Let them guess.
None of them can follow where I go.

I don’t run in packs. I lead storms.
While others howl to be heard, I remain silent.
Because silence echoes longer.

My eyes? They were not made to look.
They were made to unsee weakness.
To burn paths into the dark.
To remind anyone watching that you don’t need a crowd to be a king.

I have walked alone through snow, fire and memory.
And I have never once looked back.
Because when you carry your own legacy in your bones,
you don’t need maps.
You become the terrain.

So no — I am not lost.
I am just ahead of you.
Waiting.