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RAVEN: (calloused hand over his heart) We came to mark tracks. Maybe it’s the wolf that marks us now.

KAI: He moved like he knew every root. Tracks don't lie. Neither do the gaps he leaves.

RAVEN: (grim) Wolves learn silence from what we forget to hear. Folks call it menace. I call it warning. a wolf or other new script full

(SHADOW drops from the ridge and approaches slowly. He stops a few yards away, sitting, head tilted.)

(From deep in the forest, a single, long howl rises—clear, lonely, beautiful. The three stand still and listen.) RAVEN: (calloused hand over his heart) We came

LENA: (hopeful) He didn’t choose cages or silence. He chose the forest.

LENA: (kneeling, not reaching) We can’t bring them back in a night. But we can choose what comes after. We can keep spaces for the next ones. Tracks don't lie

RAVEN: (smiling a little) The last howl isn’t an ending—it’s a promise. As long as someone listens.