The wolf cubs were exceptionally close to Caroline Edwin, constantly rubbing their little bodies against her palms and even sticking out their tongues to lick her fingers.
The mother wolf looked on with satisfaction in her eyes and didn't stop their affectionate interaction.
After getting her fill of touching the wolf cubs, Alison Thomson dared not touch them anymore and went to pick up a few pieces of flatbread and some bottled water.
She carefully tore the bread into small pieces and placed it in front of the mother wolf to eat, helping her regain her strength.
While feeding, she chatted incessantly, "Whether they are humans or animals, giving birth is very exhausting. You should eat and replenish yourself, so you can take good care of your wolf cubs."
The blazing sun hung in the sky, surrounded by lush trees. The light passing through the tiny gaps in the leaves cast a faint golden glow on Alison.
