Crowns are shaking. Dark. Only a light breeze whistles in the hollows of old oaks.
Quiet night. How wonderful to be in the depths of the forest at such a time!
Listen carefully. How many sounds the wind brings! Somewhere in the bushes, snakes rustle, a woodpecker croaks on the branch, and small hogs are hiding in the thicket. From all sides the song of wolves pleases hearing. They howl in a long, fascinating way.
Lean against the tree, listen. Pay attention to the direction and volume of the sound. Perhaps it is time to make a leg? If the sound is very close or comes from all directions, use the only chance - climb the tree. If the wolves have surrounded the tree, then use this moment in your favor - take a picture of them or take them off to the camera. If you have a gun, you can sing songs, tease wolves, leave them with cones.
How else to describe the beauty of the thicket of the night forest!
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