The Watchful Wolf

The Wolf is possibly my most requested pattern. It’s also the pattern that I’ve struggled over more than any other. Wolves come in so many shades and markings – there’s no one “right” pattern. This is the third wolf I’ve drafted and stitched over the last few weeks. The two previous attempts were more complicated. This wolf relies on felt choices and floss colors to come alive.  I hope you have fun with him!

downeast thunder farm wolf

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2 Responses to The Watchful Wolf

  1. Laurie Sharp says:

    Thank you so much for sharing this pattern! It’s fantastic!

  2. Pattie says:

    Hi I Was so happy to see the wolf Pattern now i can make it for my son Pattie

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