The Lonely Wolf

Once there was a wolf named George. He was not appreciated anywhere, so one day he decided to go into the forest and he found a stick. Now this stick was not your normal everyday stick this stick had something that George really liked.

George fell instantly in love with the stick,and took it everywhere he went(yes even the washroom) . Through storms and rain George kept the stick safe,but one day he decided he wanted to find a home to keep the stick safe and for a place to sleep.

So he ventured on and found a cave. It was roomy and a nice flat place in the middle where he could sleep. George became hungry and wanted to go hunting but just where would he put his precious stick?

So he ventured on and found a cave. It was roomy and a nice flat place in the middle where he could sleep. George became hungry and wanted to go hunting but just where would he put his precious stick?

One day he looked in the sky and it was a great day out so he went hunting. About 15 minutes after he left it to storm he like he had never seen before.

The wind was howling, it was tearing trees out of the ground and raining like the gods were having a death match.

George found his cave it had mud everywhere, thankfully his stick was safe and sound.

He promised his stick that it would never get hurt and that nothing would never ever happen to it. The next time he went hunting he was only out to do one thing, to get something to eat and drink. Then he came right back.

On his way back he saw a female wolf. George trotted over to the female wolf and asked, “How do you do?”. “I do, just fine.” She said with the slightest bit attitude, and trotted along.

George shook his head and caught up with her. He started another conversation “ummm what are you doing tonight?” he asked.