The Hard Process of Transformation

The alphas don’t know what to make of that
young she-wolf whose maternal instincts stand
conflicted with her feelings of freedom.

They pull so hard that when a fresh feather
dances by, enchanting, she cannot decide
whether to catch it in her muzzle and take it to
her heart or let it drift by.

At night, they hear her whining each time the
bells from the distant settlement chime.