A Home of a Wolf
Home is the place of our ancestors. It’s commonly referred to as something cozy, friendly, and where your heart resides. However, for some, home may just be another method to avoid the outside world.
This is the story of a little wolf… “Jeremy”, as the natural park’s ranger used to call him. Still a cub, he was the skittish in the pack. While his other brothers and sisters adventured the outside world beyond the cave where his parents choose to reside, he decided to live an “eremite-like” kind of life. He only went outside mainly to drink water when he was thirsty, or to eat the very few remainings of meat the other wolves left behind after ravishing their prey.
Either raining, snowing, or even on a sunny day, the little cub was rare to be seen outside most of the time.
One day, while the other cubs went for their very first hunt with the pack, something fell right next to the place where “Jeremy” used to sit. He used to call it his “thinking spot”, as he could see all the forest area from above and it relaxed him. He usually picked a subject, pondered over it for a while (sometimes distracted by the sound of running water of the waterfall nearby or the movement and shape of the clouds…) and eventually slept over it, literally...
However, that afternoon, while he was heading to his “thinking spot”, he noticed someone or something had beaten him to it. He approached the fated place without making any suspicious noise and considering each step carefully in order to hide his presence at all costs (something he learned from watching his parents and family from above, bored as hell…).
As he was just two feet near the “intruder”, he noticed his small size and shape. It was fragile, weak and even hungry-looking… it was a bird, a very small one by that matter. “He must have fallen from one of those damn bird nests from above” - he though - “might as well help the poor guy out…”
As he thought that, he picked the little bird from his mouth and looked for something slightly eatable to feed him. “Ha! That might do it!” he thought as he took on sight something that resembled a dead mouse…
He put it next to it, but his reaction was no near what he expected. He was screaming with frightness of his apparent “meal”. “Oh God, what should I do now? Wonder if he’s vegetarian of some sort…” Then he realized; the bird’s parents should now a lot better than him what that puny thing’s meal should be.
He picked it up again, went outside the cave and started to climb the harsh mountain path all the way up (he knew a bit of it, as he memorized a few of its sites by observing it from his “thinking spot” from below, with boredom.
He was scared, no doubt, but then he thought, “What could this little fellow be experiencing? Here I am complaining about how far I am from my lair and this poor soul doesn’t even know where his is?”
With his heart filled with a burst of heat driven by the chance to be someone better, to help someone, and attain a purpose… he adventured through the unknown mountain trail while carrying the little bird on his mouth as if it was his prized possession. He then realized how selfish he was… he was so attached to the comfort of his cave he’d forgot to what a wolf was meant to be: Brave and respectful.
Finally, he knew it was his time to be it; to leave home and become one of them.
And with that, he disappeared behind a pack of leaves, heading to the top…
Labels: Home II
I've really enjoyed reading your story!
Let's all head to the top, shall we?
Posted by
deviousmind |
3/27/2007 9:56 pm
I think that there are some souls that should read your story :P lool
But the truth is that it holds a really nice message.
Your wolf is really cute and I'd like to meet his human form... I'll be waiting for the next story ~_^
take care :)***
Posted by
Geossara Costa |
3/28/2007 12:36 am
Thanks for the sweet coments ;)
(might work on a sequel, or a random one when i've got the time)
:)
Posted by
Anonymous |
3/30/2007 1:06 pm
Ohhhh You are so cute! =D
I thought that your story was going to end up like Aesop's fables... and I was totally right about it! loool
You made me think that you should be like the wolf... =)
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Posted by
Joana Carlos |
4/23/2007 11:32 pm