“We reached the old wolf in time to watch the fierce green fire dying in her eyes…

There was something new to me in those eyes…
something known only to her and the mountains.

I was young then, and full of trigger-itch.
I thought that because fewer wolves, more deer, that no wolves would mean
hunter’s paradise, but after seeing the green fire dire, I sensed that
neither the wolf nor the mountains agreed with such a view.”

– Aldo Leopold