The rangers already knew it was a silver wolf behind these attacks.

As if sensing that her task was done, the silver wolf appeared.

Then it was done, and the great silver wolf sat on his haunches.

She noticed now that the cane he carried had a silver wolf's head.

About twenty minutes later, the great silver wolf came out of the fog like a ghost.

He had lifted the cane with its silver wolf's head until it was at waist level.

A few moments later, the silver wolf joined him.

The old man was already blurring into the shape of the huge silver wolf.

The great silver wolf was snapping and snarling at the horses.

He carries a cane with a silver wolf's head.