White Fang 2: Myth of the White Wolf

Dear Henry,

All I can think about is White Fang and Alaska.

Alex, Belinda and I continue the repairs on the hotel and will reopen soon.

I apologize again for leaving you in the lurch, but...

after seeing the destruction caused by the earthquake...

I now understand why they were so desperate for my help.

In truth, though, my heart is with White Fang,

and I will return to the claim as soon as possible.

Thanks again for taking care of him.

Or, is he taking care of you?

By the time this letter reaches you,

the ice will have thawed, and you will have survived your first Alaskan winter.

Did you stand it all right?

Spring is a great time for adventures with White Fang.

Let him run, Henry. Let him guide you.

He always knows the way.

Your friend, Jack.

White Fang!

White Fang!

Wait up, boy.

White Fang.

What the--

Sorry, boy.

Guess it's potatoes again tonight.

C'mon, boy. C'mon.

Atta boy, Fang.

Come on, get a drink.

Hey! You lookin'for somethin'?

Hey! Howdy-hey there, boy. . Name is Halverson.

Lloyd Halverson.

I-I hate the name, so you can just use what you like.

Now the, wolf here, I recollect him vividly..

I don't believe I know you, though.

Where's...Where's the other boy? What's-his-name?

You tell me.

Jack! Hey?

Jack...Conroy!

Right? Jack Conroy?

Always did have me a...

mind for names, all the good it done me.

Jack went back to San Francisco about a year ago this time.

Is he... he your brother?

Friend. He left me in charge of his claim.

Yeah, me and Jack, we, set a spell.

What...two, three years back, when I was passin' through.

I been west of here.

Bellied up at least a dozen digs. The whole country's been...

picked clean.

Sad to see. What's your name?

Henry. Henry Casey.

You...You here all by yourself??

Well, Henry.

How do I know you ain't killed that other boy and just took over yourself?

Move on, Mister!

No! Hold on, boy, hold on. I never-- Hold your water. I'm-- I'm leavin'.

Get outta here!

- Get a hold of him! - He does what he wants.

Just don't move real fast.

I know what you're thinkin'.

You're thinking how you're gonna spend your share. Am I right?

My little pals.

Too many of you.

Gotta get you to Dawson. Soon.

What is it, boy?

Damn!

Yeow!

Down boy! Down!

Agh!

Get this trap off my butt, boy!

Or shoot me where I lie.

A-A!

There'll be more comin'through.

Gotta get that gold to a bank.

Whatta ya say we... drag out that raft?

Float on into Dawson?

We need supplies.

You up for it?

Okay.

We leave in the morning.

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done,

on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our--

I mourn the passing of your father, Moses.

I'll pray for you in your time to lead.

Thank you for sharing your food. I'll return the favor.

We expect nothing in return, god-man.

Get away from there. Come on. Go, go, go.

- No, no. - To refuse is an insult.

There is something of yours I want.

Your soul, Moses. Your soul.

- Safe trip back. - You wonder why God's punishing you?

We've done nothing to anger your god.

And yet your people are starving.

There must be a reason for that.

My grandfather spoke often of the time when the caribou would disappear,

a time when the thunder in the earth would be followed by the coming of the wolf.

If we are patient, we will be instructed how to restore the balance.

These are stories, Moses. You cannot live your life by that.

In your book, there are stories.

If you care for your people,

you'll take them to live with your relatives on the island.

You wear the same collar as the one before you,

but your words are hollow.

Reverend Michael underestimated the situation.

Why let this suffering continue?

Move your people before it's too late.

It is good you have a concern.

Thank you.

Lily.

Lily.

You came to me in my dream, you and the wolf.

You showed me the way.

You will leave in the morning.

- Where am I going, Uncle? - To bring back the wolf.

He will lead us to the caribou.

- Where will I look? - He'll find you.

C'mon, boy. Boat's sailin'.

C'mon!

What is it?

It's safe.

Look.

Don't you wanna go?

Come on, boy.

Come on, boy. Come on..

Good boy.

Relax. Relax. This is the easy part.

When the sun burst across the horizon, it swept away the dark.

That's when Ice Woman, your namesake,

led her people away from the ice that crushed the villages.

This is her crest.

It will shield you from danger.

Don't be fooled by what you see.

The wolf is a powerful being.

He might not be visible to you.

He can change shape.

He might not be a wolf.

When I do find the wolf,

- what should I do with it? - You will know.

Hold on, boy. It'll be okay.

This look familiar, White Fang?

The water seems high.

Movin' right along, boy.

Hang on, boy!

Stay low! Stay low, White Fang.

Hang on! Hang on.

Hang on.

White Fang!

White Fang!

White Fang!

Who are you?

Lily.

Where are we goin'?

To my village.

Did you see a wolf?

Did he go in the water?

Did he come back up?

Where is he?

Me?

I don't understand....

Did he-- Did he get out?

White Fang.

My gold! I lost my gold!

- Sit down. - No, no, no! We have to go back!

- Be still! - It's got to be somewhere in this damn river!

I have nothing left.

She's here! She's arriving!

To the water!

The canoe is arriving.

What's that all about?

You.

Wait!

Who is this, Lily?

This is the one, Uncle.

- This boy. - I saw the change.

The wolf went under the water. The boy came back up.

No, no. Now wait. Just a minute.

No one changed into anything.

The wolf was my friend. I lived with him.

And I lost him in the river.

You live with the wolf?

Yes, sir.

This is very good. Welcome to our village.

I am Moses Joseph, chief of the Haidas.

Henry Casey. San Francisco.

Henry Casey. Casey Henry.

Funny name.

Thank you.

Come.

At the time of my grandfather's grandfather,

our mother, the earth, shook,

and part of the mountain you call Devil's Thumb broke off.

Many of our people died, but in return,

the Creator gave us the caribou.

Each year they come to us from Devil's Thumb.

For this reason, we respect the mountain and do not go there.

For two years now, the caribou have not returned.

Eight hunters went to find them.

They, too, have vanished.

Without the caribou...

the balance in our lives is gone.