Once upon a time
There were great hunters
They were also hunted.
A long time ago
There were strong predators
They were also preys.
Here I tell a story about
One great hunter and one strong predator
There you will have a story to tell others.
It was a time that people were afraid of darkness
It was a time that locals were frightened of wolves.
But no warrior was scared to
Put his life in danger like new challenge.
A murmur crossed the village
About a wolf that never howls
A story frightened the locals
About the attacks in their homes.
One brave warrior known as "Sharp Eye"
Took his bow and arrow and followed by the sharpest knife
Getting on the fastest and strongest horse
Directed his way to the deepest woods.
Big grey wolf stood at the top rock of the mountain
Watched someone heading his territory
A glance made him notice the hunter
Hunter who killed his mother and cut his throat by single arrow.
That was when he was still a pup.
That was why he grew stronger, survived tougher, got wider pain.
That was the reason he never howled
That was the reason he hated people so much.
Nightmare haunted him every night
That was when he started hunting people.
Revenge deepened him to seek for more
That was when he loved being a fear.
Anger came out of his deep heart
He couldn't bare it.
Ambor mother stayed in his mind
He couldn't wait to greet the killer.
"Sharp Eye" heard the low sound.
He knew something was coming at him.
Noice urged him to take his bow
He knew where to point the arrow.
Grey hairy wolf with a pair of red eyes
Was flying through the woods so fast
Being able to locate the hunter from far
He decided to get him from behind.
Predator was trying to make a distraction
Running around the woods
Scaring some birds and squirrels
Disturbing some attention.
Once he was behind hunter's back
He took his best speed and fled.
Bounce of excitement went through him
It was his first time to enjoy the death of hunter or haunter.
On the half-way he saw hunter's arrows
Pointed at him straight.
Now in the air two arrows were speeding at the wolf
He escaped one, but couldn't make another.
He laid on the snow and waited.
He saved his strength and stayed.
When "Sharp Eye" saw the arrow stroke the back bone
Then he got off the horse with knife in his hand.
That was a moment worth waiting
That was a strength given by his mom.
He got up and jumped to his throat
Then he bit and locked his jaw.
Wolf felt the warmth in his stomach
That was a blade in hunter's hand.
It didn't take a long to finish the hunter
It didn't leave a lot for the wolf either.
Wolf took his last breath and howled
For the first time and the last time howled
After a while he closed his eyes
Felt happy even when he didn't breath.
Sukhee,
