I heard a wolf howl, back in summer...

It was 1am in the morning, I had eaten heavy that night so I couldn't sleep, so, I was scrolling away through my phone, when I heard this loud, and steady, *howl*... then, *again*... and *again*.... and *again*...

I was laying on my bed, feet frozen cold, ears raised up so much they were pulling the skin of my head up with them, the only thing I could hear, was ***it***, and the blood in my veins running through my ears as a low humming sound inside my head...

As I was laying there, motionless, I've heard it, repeatedly howl with a few solid seconds in between, and i remember thinking, every time it stopped, I hoped that, that, would be the end of it... but no....

So, as I was there listening, I worked up the courage to move, extending my arm, to cross the hall that seperated my bed to my mom's (who was asleep, ik I shouldn't have woken her, a 15 year old dude, should have been able to handle just some noice... and also we were in my grandparents' village, so we (me, my sister, and my mom) shared a room for the night) to ask her if she was listening to this...

She was, and not only that, i **thought** she was asleep... she heard it all, from the beginning... I asked her, if that was what I think it was, and she calmly repllied: "yeah, could be, could be a wolf"... I froze, body temperature dropping bellow 0°K... first time in my measly life, had I been exposure to such sound, and it had unabled me to move... I was just there, standing still, ***listening***...

I had heard stories, of wolfs comming down from the mountains, to the villages in our area... but the last known incident, was told to me by my grandfather's father. In about 2 villages away from ours, a giant wolf had come down, back in '54, rabies was the worst part, many people were killed that night...

Now, my village is buried in the mountains (Name of the village, "Μεσορόπη" literally stands for, "a dent/hole in the mountains...) and, It wasn't unnatural to have grey visitors, but they never, EVER, got into the village, they stayed high up in the mountains, (which IMHO is way scarier, considering the tales of old, which, I will utter here if only by a request...)

This one though... oh boy... it, um, was about 500 meters away from me, in a barn recking havoc amongst a farmer's goats... (we learned this the next day btw, after I sent my drone above the site to investigate.)

So, as I stood still there, I thought of what the folk of old had told me, and those stories, up untill that point, had remained stories...

After I somewhat got my ssss together, I thought, let me, record this... and so, I got out on the balcony, looked up at the dark eternal rocky mountains, that I knew, for the entirety of my life, that they were as safe, as home... that night, that had changed, listening to the cold **howl** in the midst of the night, sends shivers down my spine, to this day, to this moment that I am writing all of this...

The next day, I checked with every one of my oldest, and wisest relatives, and they all, confirmed that, what i heard the night before, was, in fact, a Grey wolf...

If you do wanna know, the stories I have heard please tell me, I am delighted to get to write this, and express my experiences with you all... thank you for reading, and AMA, I do enjoy answer your questions!

PS: I am sorry If my writing is blocky, and/or missing some punctuation, I wrote this on my phone...