Deep in the jungle, a small clearing covered by some shrubs.
A few brown-furred Wolf Cubs, less than a month old, are playfully frolicking and rolling around, their underdeveloped milk teeth posing no threat, only mimicking the actions of adult individuals hunting, their bodies covered with grass debris.
A little further away, the mother wolf responsible for looking after the young is lying on a small hill, eyes seemingly lazily half-closed as she rests, but in reality, her wolf ears are perked up, alert to any slight rustle in the surroundings.
Further back, in the direction of the mother wolf and the entrance to the den, is a young wolf whose eyes reveal a clear brilliance of wisdom.
Compared to when he just emerged from the den, it's noticeable that his fur is a bit ruffled.
