Greetings my dear reader! Make yourself at home. I really hope that my stories will help you escape from the problems and immerse yourself in the wonderful world of my fantasies. The bolt tries again and tries to get up, but takes off again and falls, completely exhausted and overwhelmed by a sense of despair, guilt and shame. Then comes a very strong, touching and emotional moment: the White Wolf gently soothes him, gently touching his head with his forehead, and gently fondles his face (as animals pet each other and rub his face against each other), stroking and urging him to stand up. However, Bolto surrenders and loses consciousness. The White Wolf turns around and goes into a blizzard. He looks back at the half-breed and as if waiting for it. Bolto only whispers in time to say, "I'm sorry...". Looking Bolto in the eyes, the wolf disappears in the purge like an illusion, which is another hint that the White Wolf is not a real, not a living animal, but a spirit or a hallucination.