Week 3 Story: The Wolf

 It was the fifth day without of meal for Wolf. At this point it was getting ridiculous. He had never struggled to catch his prey before, but ever since he was kicked out of his pack, life has just been a battle for survival. Sure, he wasn’t the best hunter, but he could always rely on his pack mates. Now he has no one. No home. And most importantly no food. Wolf managed to find a hollowed out log the other day that he has been taking shelter in. Tomorrow will be better he thought. Wolf’s stomach growled violently as he struggled to fall asleep. 

He awoke late in the day. No worries, he hunts best at dusk. Wolf slowly got up and let out a big yawn. It was time to find a meal. He knew of a farmstead close by but never approached it in the past. The pack was terrified of that place. There were these mutated wolves that guarded the tasty meals on legs. Many of his friends have been lost to those creatures. Normally it would be a suicide mission going alone, but he was desperate. 

Wolf and the Kid - Source

It took Wolf a few hours to reach the edge of the forest where the farm was. He could smell all sorts of delicious smells, but there was one scent that made him shiver. The mutated wolves. Wolf signed and pushed on, keeping just inside the forest line. He scanned the clearing for potential targets and saw a heard of goats by the edge a little way down. Goats are generally an easy prey, but together it will be hard to target just one. Wolf moved closer to the heard to get a better look. Still too close together. This was his only chance, so Wolf decided to wait it out. He went to a small clump of trees near the heard and waited. The wind was slow and blowing in his direction, so he knew the goats and mutated wolves had no idea he was there. The afternoon turns to evening, and evening turns to dusk. The Sun begins to set and the shadow of the forest looms over the clearing. He is running out of time. Suddenly the heard begins to move towards the barn to rest overnight. It is now or never but Wolf hesitated. In his hesitation, Wolf noticed one young goat stayed behind. It was just growing in its horns. The little goat remained oblivious as the heard headed towards the barn. 

Wolf grinned as his mouth began to water, “Perfect.”

Original Story: Aesop - The Wolf and The Kid 

Author's Note: 

The original story started from the young goat's perspective. He was separated from his heard and just minding his own business when the wolf appeared from the trees. Before eating the goat, the wolf played him a tune. Before the wolf was able to eat the goat, the guard dogs heard the tune and chased the wolf away.

I decided to keep this story as is, but add a prequel to it from the wolf's point of view. The original story made the reader sympathize with the goat so I wanted the reader to sympathize with him and his struggle to survive instead. Nature does not have a good and a bad side, and I wanted to give that perspective to this story.