The elves all looked up at the wolf Totem pole at the entrance of the village. They had never seen such a strange and primitive carving style.
"A wolf spirit?" Fati mumbled repeatedly. It was the first time it had heard this strange word.
Zhang Zian had some common sense in this regard. After all, he had been influenced by many old United States movies and read some novels, so he explained it to the elves according to his common sense.
"Yes, the Native Americans worship and Revere nature. They believe that all things have spirits. As the top beast in this forest, the wolf is the object of their worship. Because the Native American warriors like to paint their faces and insert feathers on the back of their heads to show their strength and deter their enemies, they have also changed the image of the wolf according to their appearance. This is the totem we see."
