If the buffalo was king of the prairie, then the wolf was prince. Buffalo crossed the prairie thick as a moving grass, grizzlies roamed, but it was the wolf's howl that was the sound of a sovereign appraising his domain. Wolves fed on the buffalo, following the great herds. Their hunting kept the bison herds healthy. It was the wolf who insured the buffalo's awesome toughness.
Reports still come in.
And not just in the north. But it's just possible there's a lone male roaming at night across the state, skimming by sleeping houses, following an instinct as old as the moon. A 19th century original looking for a 20th century niche. There are no recorded instances of a wild wolf attacking a human in North America. Little Red Riding Hood was mistaken.