When I think about the lone wolf, I think about packs of wolves, running with each other because they share a common goal or they are afraid of going at it alone. The lone wolf is something different. He knows the tasks ahead. He knows the path he runs on is tough . But, he still goes at it alone. Sometimes, it's by choice. Other times, he can't find anyone to run with him. Regardless, he still walks whatever path he chooses. No one to stop him. No one to have his back. He's alone. When people see the lone wolf, they don't think for a second about how he feels or what he thinks. He knows this better than anyone. Still, he's just running on the path. No matter what, the lone wolf is just running and roaming around, looking at these packs. Then he looks at himself and just continues on his path.