Farewell

You could say that this is The Feast of the Wolves part two, it's up to you. Some bits doesn't make sense, but people, it is just a story.

The rocks rolled down the cliff as the wolf crept up. He gave a really long howl, though he did not expect the hairless creature to respond. They understand nothing. It was the season when puppies were produced. Spring was arriving, but lack of food was still a potential danger. There were jaguars around, and even snakes. The hairless creatures seemed to be just cubs, for they did not know how to hunt well. Despite that, they brought down a small deer. They will improve, gradually. That’s why they must be removed immediately. He howled again. Then, he led the pack down to where the hairless creatures were. They were dumb enough, for there was only one creature on guard. In its paws there was a sharp branch. It was probably used as a claw. They could reach it in one pounce when it noticed them. He moved a little closer to it. The creatures were so useless. It was almost deaf and blind, with no sense of smell at all. There were no hair on their bodies and they had no claws. Their teeth wouldn’t make any damage to wolf hide. It cried to its fellow pack mates as it toyed with the branch in its paws. Its pack barked back, but no creature came. He smiled. It ran, towards its pack mates. He smiled again. It was really untrained. When you faced predators, don’t lead it to your pack. Lead it away from your pack. He raised his tail to signal to his pack that it was time to attack. Almost instantly, the pack dashed forward and began the attack. He stayed back for awhile, looking at the victorious scene. The creatures couldn’t even defend themselves. He marched through the battle field, killing any hairless creature he saw. Then he found the guarding creature. It had a frightened look on its face. It made no resistance as he prepared to attack. He was about to sink his fangs into it when he felt it. Memories of the creature flowing into him. There was something that the creature could feel that he could not. That thing… … that thing… … it was a warm feeling, it felt safe. He felt truly happy for the first time in his life. That thing… … the creature called it love. He stopped, then backed away. He glanced at the creature. It was scared, but at the same time, there was something different about the creature. It was different from the other creatures. He thought deeply for a moment, then, ever so gently, tugged its hide. It breathed in suddenly, then understood his message. It began following him. He moved through the forest slowly, allowing the creature to keep up. He went to the other side of the island, where other hairless creatures were spotted. They were still there, with their large floating machine. The creature didn’t spot it at first, but as they drew nearer, it suddenly dashed forward. There were two creatures on guard there, and in their paws were a tube. There was no doubt that it was a weapon. These creatures were adults, and they were far more professional then the puppies. The two creatures wrapped their front paws around each other as the young creature said something to the adult. Another adult beside it raised its tube and pointed at him. It was going to kill him. Instinct told him to run, but he did not do so. He believed that even the hairless creatures had a heart. The young creature yapped at the creature with the tube, and the creature hesitated. Then the young creature went towards him. At first he drew back, but after considering that the young creature could not hurt him, he went forward. The creatures barked after it, but it didn’t seem to hear them. It stretched out its front paws and wrapped it around his neck. Uttering something, it ran back to its pack. It wasn’t long before they departed. As they left, he could see a tiny figure, some where on the machine, waving to him.

He howled a farewell howl.