Today, what I thought was going to be just my average hunt turned into a little situation. My wolf pack and I were getting ready for our nightly hunt when things got a little tricky...
My grandpa always tells us what areas to avoid and what areas to focus on for our hunting trips, but sometimes he is just plain annoying. When you are barking orders at me and I am starving, I can't help but to block you out...sorry grandpa!
Anyway, as usual, I zoned out during our pre-hunt meeting and was on my way through the dark woods to find some dinner.
Everything was going great. I heard some hefty footsteps and decided to get in the zone. These footsteps sounded like a fine meal for me.
As I got closer and closer, my heartbeat grew louder and louder. I finally crept up to my favorite part of the hunt -- the reveal. Quickly, I threw back a large branch and met my prey...or what I thought was my prey.
Standing in front of me was a lion with paws as large as my face. Immediately, I scanned my brain for a plan.
"Great lion, I am so sorry to cross paths with you. My dad has told me what route to take, but I am just a young cub and I must have taken the wrong turn. Please don't eat me. I will do anything" I said in the cutest baby cub voice I could make.
As this lion didn't know any better, he thought the wolf was innocent and invited her to his den.
After they arrived, the lion left to go on an errand, and while he was gone, the wolf wiped out his whole kitchen. Before her left, he put a note on the door, "tell your father I saw hello," and off into the woods he went.
Once the lion got back he said, "man, I should've listened to my grandad and not trusted the wolf!"
Author's Note:
This story is based off of The Lion in Bad Company by Ellen Babbit. It starts out with a wolf running into a lion and begging for his life. The lion goes against what his family has told him and gives into the wolf.
Later, The wolf talked the young lion into going to the river and killing a pony for him and the wolf to eat. The father reminded the son that those ponies belong to the king and that lions that steal from the king don't live long.
The pony tasted so good that the lion continued to kill ponies until the king found out what was happening to them. The king had a tank built in the town, but the lion was so foolish that he followed to the tank and continued the killings. Then, the king had the ponies stay in their stables, but the lion continued.
Finally, the king ordered an archer to shoot the lion. Once the lion was shot, he yelled out to the wolf and realized that he had been tricked. The wolf was following all along just to get the lion killed so he could return to his normal life back in the woods.
In my version, I told is more from the wolf's point of view and did not have the lion die. In the end of my story, both the wolf and the lion have learned a lesson as well.