he never speaks but he understands thinks higher than a man he s living in the northern lights in winter everlasting he travels around big drum in his hand and he knows what you have in your mind there s always wolf within that leads him down and back home spirit spirit of the forest hiding in those northern lights spirit spirit of the forest hiding in those northern lights he has long waited for the right moment storm of colors rages in the sky beware never whistle to the northern lights or it curses you to the woods of evernight there s only one who can really sets you free and it s spirit of the forrest s old white wolf but it hard to track you ll never found footsteps it will find you if you are really blessed 