|The Good Wolf
Author: Eldest Cosmonaut PM
Not all wolves are bad. This is the story of a good one and his adventures as he repeatedly tries to win over the heart of his beloved Ewe. His companions to this difficult quest are his true and undeniable love for her, poetry and the Rabbit.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance - Words: 1,768 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 2 - Published: 06-21-10 - id: 2820115
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The Good Wolf
For more details about this story, please check my profile. I just wanna emphasize that the main idea as well as many of the scenes/dialogues belong to Arkas.
It's my first story in which the protagonist is male. Yay! I hope you'll like it!
He peeked around the last of the large trees at the edge of the forest. The green meadow spread out in front of him. Only the white fur of the innocent creatures that grazed at the grass spoilt the all-green carpet. Around fifty sheep were scattered around the vast field, some in groups, some staying from the rest of the flock.
His stomach growled angrily. He rubbed his abdomen. It was empty; the grass and fruits did little to satiate his hunger and maintain the high energy demands of his body. A carnivore's body. He shook his head to take his mind away from his hunger. He was close. Very close now.
He spotted the white furry one he was looking for and sighed. Now it was time. He swallowed, straightened his back and came out of his hideout. He tried to remain half-hidden by the thick vegetation as he slowly approached his target. At last, he was there. Just a few more feet away from her. He went behind a low rock and peeked his head above its surface. He could see her back as she stood there, chewing some blades of grass carelessly.
"Hey" he whistled.
The ewe stopped masticating and she whipped her head around sharply at the sound. When she saw him, her eyes widened.
"What are you doing here?" she asked. Her initial startle was immediately turned to vexation. "Have I not told you not to come here?"
The wolf walked around the rock and came to stand in front of her.
"Just a moment" he asked with a begging expression.
"No! Don't you understand that you're gonna get me into trouble? What if the sheepdog sees you? I'll have problems with the boss. I'm a working girl!"
"B-but, I-I love you" the wolf stuttered. "I can't live without you."
The ewe rolled her eyes.
"Stop pestering me, will you? I want nothing to do with you! And I definitely don't want a relationship with you!"
"I feel insecure."
"Why do you feel insecurity? Is it because I am a wolf?"
She crossed her front legs across her chest.
"No, it's because you don't have a stable job" she said ironically.
She turned her back to him and walked away. Wolf lowered his head in disappointment. Damn! This time he had been sure that his words would move her. Maybe… maybe he wasn't so good with words, after all. Maybe he needed something else. He rubbed his chin as he thought about it. And then it dawned to him.
"That's it!" he exclaimed.
He turned and ran towards the fringe of the forest again. There was a nice patch of wild flowers over there. He bent and began collecting the more colourful and beautiful ones. He was building up an impressive bouquet when he heard light steps approaching. He raised his yellow eyes only to see the rabbit walking towards his with leisurely gait while gnawing at a long carrot.
"Hmff" he greeted as he chewed a mouthful of the carrot. "What ya doing'?" he asked eyeing the flowers.
"Hi, Rabbit. I'm going to offer these flowers to Ewe" Wolf explained.
Rabbit stared at him.
"Shall I laugh now or later?"
Ignoring him, Wolf got up and began walking back to the meadow where the sheep spent most of their day grazing on the rich grass. Rabbit followed him shortly behind.
Ewe was talking to another sheep when Wolf approached her. He stood some feet behind her. He waited for some moments. Then he cleared his throat to draw her attention. Ewe turned around and glared at him.
"You again? What do you want?"
"I-I picked some flowers for you." He extended his arm, offering her the bouquet.
Ewe glowered at the flowers and then back at Wolf.
"I don't eat flowers. They give me gas" she spat dryly.
Wolf smiled condescendingly but when he saw her death glare, he cringed.
"I-I didn't bring them to you as food. It's a manifestation of love" he explained.
"I don't want your love, you mangy scum!" Ewe burst out. "How many times do I have to tell you? Are you completely stupid?"
"Can you at least not be so offensive towards me?"
"I can but I don't want to!" Ewe yelled furiously.
"Fine. Talk to me as you like. After all, even the most vulgar swearing and cursing sounds like music to my ears."
"Are you trying to drive me insane, you moron?! I don't want you, you filthy son of a bitch! How many times do I have to tell you? Moron! Idiot! Asshole! Scumbag! Shithead!"
She breathed hard as she finished her torrent of invective. Wolf himself was at a loss for words as he stared wide-eyed after his ewe's outburst. Suddenly, he felt a tug at his tail. Turning around he saw Rabbit.
"Shall we dance?"
"I don't understand" Rabbit mumbled as he munched on his carrot. "Are you completely perverted? How can you possibly have fallen in love with a sheep?"
Wolf sighed as he placed his head on his hand.
"How could I possibly not? Look at her; she's so beautiful, royal. Look at those big, expressive eyes, those refined hooves… Perfection in a fleece." His eyes were hazed with admiration as he stared down at the meadow. His ewe was grazing at the far end of the field.
"Are you completely perverted? When a wolf sees a sheep, he eats it, he doesn't fall in love with it!" Rabbit said scornfully.
Wolf's eyes widened with horror.
"Eat her?! Are you insane? How could I do such…? First of all, I've become vegetarian."
"Why? Your blood tests showed high cholesterol and the doctor forbid the red meat?"
Wolf took on a lofty, noble mien.
"No. But love has changed me. It made me see how wrong it is to live from the death of others. How terrible it is to feed on our brothers who are weaker than us. Every creature's right to life is sacred and must be respected above all!" He turned to Rabbit. "Do you understand, now, Rabbit? I loved her and through her, I loved nature and the whole world!"
"Hmph! Wolves eating sheep is the most natural thing in the world, moron!"
"Oh, yeah?" Wolf expression changed to a wry one. He eyed Rabbit with a raised eyebrow. "It's equally natural for wolves to eat rabbits, too!"
Rabbit just stared for some moments. Then he took a small bit from his carrot and turned towards where Ewe was grazing.
"She's a hottie, though…"
"Say, what you want. If I was a wolf and saw such a juicy, plump ewe, I would definitely eat her on the spot."
Rabbit was sitting on the top horizontal of the low fence, gnawing at his carrot. Wolf who stood behind the fence and gazing at his Ewe gave him a disapproving look.
"You don't understand, do you? I'm in love with her!"
"So? Love goes through the stomach, right?"
Rabbit burst out in laughter with his own joke but Wolf remained serious.
"Have you ever fallen in love, Rabbit?"
The small animal snorted.
"Are you nuts? Fall in love and end up like you?"
"So, you've never been in a relationship?"
"Ha! Countless relationships! But I wasn't stupid enough to fall in love."
"How can you be with someone if you don't love them?" Wolf asked. "Without giving your soul? For a relationship to work, it needs your complete commitment and participation."
"That's exactly what freaks me out" Rabbit agreed nodding. "When I hear that something needs my complete participation, I think of rabbit stew."
"God, why doesn't she want me?" Wolf bowed his head in disappointment. His heart seemed to swell so much in his chest, it almost hurt. "I would do anything for her. I would treat her like a queen."
"If you want my opinion" Rabbit started, "she's having an affair with the sheepdog."
Wolf's head snapped towards Rabbit, horror in his eyes.
"What?! Who told you that?" he asked with shaky voice.
"Nobody needs to tell me. It's obvious" Rabbit explained. "Haven't you noticed how she always goes wherever she wants, even strolling out of the field? I'm telling you, she's the sheepdog's chick."
Wolf shook his head.
"No. You're wrong. Ewe isn't like that. She wouldn't flirt with someone just to get some privileges."
"Right, right. Your Ewe is Virgin Mary."
"I don't permit you to speak poorly of her and imply dirty things about her" Wolf said sternly.
"Bah! Okay!" Rabbit got up from the large root where he was lying and scratched his long ear. "You're no fun. I'm going to bed."
"Well, yes, why not?"
"You're sleeping all the time, Rabbit. That's not normal" Wolf commented.
"Why not? Look, the sun's almost set and it's getting darker."
"In all the forest, you're always the first one to go to sleep every night."
"Yeah, but I'm the last one to wake up every morning. So long."
Rabbit departed for his home, a hole at the east part of the forest and Wolf was left alone. He turned to the meadow that spread ahead of him. The sheep were slowly gathered by the shepherd dogs and guided towards the pen. Among them, it was his Ewe, the sweetest, most beautiful and divine creature in the world.
"Good night, my love" Wolf whispered even though he knew that she wouldn't hear it. "I'll come again tomorrow. And tomorrow, I'm sure that I'll manage to make you see how much I love you and make you love me back."
That's it! It was weird I know, but I love 'The Good Wolf'. I there's anyone out there who liked it, too, please let me know. You know how; drop me your reviews! I might write more if you liked it.