This is Cheyenne. She is a Black Phase Timber wolf, which means she started out as a black wolf, but as she grew older she phased out of black, and into white. She is incredibly friendly and loves young ladies, like me!
This one is Takoda. She is peeking through the top of her little play pen. That cattle fencing was put in place to keep her from jumping off the back and hurting herself. 
This is Rose. She is an arctic wolf and loves everyone, as long as you stay out of her pen. If you go in you had better watch out, because she will not be a happy camper.
This Would be Timbre. She may look sweet and cuddly, but she is not one you ever want to try and pet. She'll accept food from me, and treats, but as she does so she growls and snarles in order to inform me that no, she is not happy with me being near her cage and that food is hers, no one elses, so I had better give it to her RIGHT NOW.
And this is Duce. He seems like a sweet guy, but it's hard to tell when he won't come near me, or anyone else, what he's really like. He never growls at us, he'll accept food from you once he's really used to you (I'm still working on him), and he doesn't fight with any of the other wolves (He's was penned with a few different wolves beefore Liz decided that him and Cheyenne got alolng the best, since she didn't steal his food). But when you come into his cage the first thing he does is high tail it to the opposite end of the cage. Then he'll sneak around you as if you can't see him and try to sniff you from behind. I've tricked him into thinking that I'm partially blind, and he's gotten a few good sniffs of me, and that seems to have helped him relax a little around me. At least he no longer paces all the tiem when I'm in the cage. Now he mostly finds a spot and lays down. Who knows, maybe one day he'll learn that I'm not bad and he'll come up to me alongside Cheyenne to be petted. Or maybe not. Until then I'll happily settle for giving hid food and treats through the fence.
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