We were raised by wolves
and we are still free
and we howl when trouble winds blow.
The winds of change are blowing and even the jackrabbits are howling at the moon. As a collective we all feel the changes coming and I think it's time we all start to find our wildish selves and howl at the night sky.
Be feral, be rage, be wild and be free. That is what this headstall was all about to me.
This wildish headstall was drawn, tooled and painted by hand by yours truly. Straight from my own two hands and dreams. She comes in her very own Chasing West dust bag for safekeeping like the wild treasure she is.
She'll fit bit to bit 36"-41" head
We were raised by wolves
and we are still free
and we howl when trouble winds blow.
The winds of change are blowing and even the jackrabbits are howling at the moon. As a collective we all feel the changes coming and I think it's time we all start to find our wildish selves and howl at the night sky.
Be feral, be rage, be wild and be free. That is what this headstall was all about to me.
This wildish headstall was drawn, tooled and painted by hand by yours truly. Straight from my own two hands and dreams. She comes in her very own Chasing West dust bag for safekeeping like the wild treasure she is.
She'll fit bit to bit 36"-41" head
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