Grey Violence

I remeber it just like it was yesterday....well thats because it was yesterday.I did so many things.I looked at the sky.I washed my fur in the lake.I watched a true force to be reckoned with a work.Let me go into more detail shall I....

The wolf awoke from her long slumber she let out a fierce yawn.She trecked up the hills and hunted down a rabbit for practice. I watched as she got ready for her day.I knew that once she came back her fur was going to be a different color.She continued to chew into the rabbit as if she had never ate a thing in her life.She peeked up at me only give a look as if I was wasting her time.She finished her rabbit suprise in record time and headed out.I followed her.Now mind you I am no stalker,this wolf just wanted to see what the other wolf was going to be killing today.She was walking then she took off as fast as lighthing,what she saw.Some hikers,some poor,poor hikers they tried their best to defend against her but it was not enough to get them out with all of thier...how do I say this pieces.

One was dead,the other layed there gasping for air as she had to sit there and watch her partner's leg get chewed to the bone.The wolf stopped and left as if she did nothing I gues she did not want to spoil her appetite,she kept walking and I kept following her.It was snowing heavily and if it was not for the blood stains on her fur then I would have lost her in the think abyss of snow.I followed her bloody foot prints.Now keep in mind that this is not her blood...She came to another stop.She found a group of hunters getting ready to go out.She did not hesitate.She jumped on the back of one started chewing on his neck he screemed for his partners to get help, as the other hunter came out she went for his straight for his throat,before he could even get the words Help out she was chewing his larynx and using his adams apple as a chew toy.

I must say she was could have been a surgeon if it were not for the fur and what not.Just as the other hunter was about to come out and blast the crazed wolf,for some odd reason I jumped in.I don't know if it was because my owner Martha had not gave me a good meal in days or I wanted to help.I Took him down and started chewing on his face she looked up and stated,what are you doing.I reply to her saying...well us wolves need to look out for one another.She went back down on the original hunter who tried to crawl away.Kinda hard to crawl when the big bad wolf is on top of you...

By this time her fur had gone from grey to a dark crimson red.Later that evening.We came back happy that we had both gotten fed and went on alittle adventure.The snow was still coming down.and she went to her spot to sleep.Her eyes got heavy.But before she went under she said,you should come hunting with me tomorrow...Not only do you not have to depend on old woman for food you get plenty of sleep that night.