One by one, they checked the animals. Some were just cold and frightened, but others had cuts and bruises. Time felt impossibly slow as they administered what basic aid they could, bandaging wounds with leftover supplies and using warm blankets from the church’s outreach stock.
After they assessed the situation, Marianne realized the animals couldn’t survive out here in their current state. They needed more comprehensive care. A local vet was an option, but would the mother wolf allow them to be moved? A wave of anxiety washed over Marianne.