The Lone Wolf Part:2
The sky was growing dark as the smell of Pinewood faded into a smell of graceful darkness. The Crickets began to chime their sweet song that set the mood. The moon arose from its cage to engulf the world into darkness. A shadow erected from a hill its figure was in the shape of a wolf. He was older,wiser,and more strong since he had ran away. His mind is sharper, His imagination is greater,and his life is brighter. He stood as the moon rose over the hill. The light shined in his eyes as he blinked. He was a lone wolf. He has no family,he has no past and no future. But he has the present. Its the only thing he can turn to.
Every night he would look at the moon. He would think about his parents. He would think that right now if they are looking for him.If they care to even leave the pack to find their one and true son. So many things were going though his mind. Ever since he stopped using his imagination so long ago.But it still echos to him like a lost dream that cannot be found but it can be heard from a far distance. He looks at at the moon and closes his eyes.He can see a cub. He was joyfully playing in a field full of wild Feverlews. He was chasing a butterfly. It flew gracefully. It lead the cub to a cliff. The butterfly moved on as it flew high above the clouds. The cub continued to follow it. He came close to the cliff. He ran faster.He can still see the butterfly. He was unaware of the unforeseen fate that was upon him. He drew closer and closer. He stopped just short of the cliff.The wind kicked up as it blew thought out his black fur. The cub closed his eyes.
He opened his eyes from his dream. He was still standing on the cliff. He opened his mouth and howled. His voice was smooth and clear. The crickets chyme tuned in to make a sound so beautiful and amazing it would make a Alpha Wolf cry . He howled as he let the sound drown out his thoughts. He soon stopped after he noticed it was completely dark. His fear of the dark had long ago faded away. He got off the cliff and went in search of a shelter. He spent hours walking until he came across a clearing. There was a assortment of branches. As If someone was already was living here. He paid no mind to it. He found a position of comfort and closed his eyes. He started to dream.
He was watching himself as a cub he was in a forest with the other wolfs. They were playing some sort of game. Some of the cubs were fighting as some were hiding. But he was alone. He was sitting there on a rock just humming a tune. The tune was very catchy. Birds started to fly down from the trees. they gracefully landed on his head. they tweeted their song as they sang in harmony with him. The world seemed at peace. The smell of Pinewood filled the air. Just as the birds flew off the other wolves came by. They saw the birds and they try to kill them. He would not let that happen. the wolves spanned out as a look of hunger burned on their face.The moved softly at first. Then as they approached they moved faster. He heard the sound of the wolves approaching.He knew what he had to do to protect the birds.
They came closer and closer. He got off of his rock to find out where they are coming from. One of the wolves stepped on a branch. He found where they were. The wolfs went for the kill. All at once they ponced and attacked him. He awoke from his dream. Panting and afraid. He did not sleep for the rest of the night. He is starting to think his imagination is turning on him.
