Le Loup emerges from a nocturnal hush, where a lone wolf stands in silhouette beneath a moonlit sky.

Branches rise and interlace around it like a living cathedral, ancient and protective, holding the quiet power of the forest. Light slips through the limbs in golden fragments, revealing a world where instinct and myth converge. The scene feels timeless and enchanted, a moment suspended between the earthly and the unseen.