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"Today's been a darn good huntin' day!" Joel, a tall but thin man told his friend Harold, a short and plump man.
"Yes, I do declare that we've tranquilized three wolves, they'll make good coats" Harold added, laughing at the three loups they had caught.
One was a female with light-brown fourrure and blue eyes, the seconde was a male with white fourrure and green eyes, and the third was a female with yellow fourrure and brown eyes. This was Kate, who had managed to get caught while she was hunting for the pack.
"What are toi gonna do with yer share of the fur?" Joel asked Harold.
"I might turn them into a nice coat, for golf and fox-hunting" Harold answered.
Suddenly, the string of a bow and Arrow rang as an Arrow made from metals and bone flew just past Harold's head. Harold jumped in fright and fell over, causing Joel to pick up his crudely-made shotgun.
"Whoever's out there, I darn be a member of the NRA!" Joel shouted, hoping to get the attention of whoever fired the arrow.
"That means nothing to me!" A voice called out as a figure wearing a black-hooded outfit and a black mask stepped out of the shadows.
"Who in tarnation are you?!" Joel questioned the figure, pointing his fusil, carabine at him.
"I am the Wolfe, guardian of this forest!" Wolfe roared with great power.
"Not fer long!" Joel laughed as he fired his rifle, but the Wolfe simply dodged the bullet. Joel ran to his truck in an attempt to escape, but the Wolfe had already freed the wolves.
"If toi come to bother me and my family again, then I shall do worse things to toi and your friend!" the Wolfe threatened, as Joel drove off in fear.
A few hours later, the Wolfe had reached his small cave-house and put his bow and arrows on a rock and began to rest his head. As soon as he did, Eve and Winston came to him.
"Thanks for saving your little sis again, Nick" Eve thanked Nick Wolfe, hugging him.
"No problem, It's my duty..." Nick Wolfe stated happily. This was his job, and he would do whatever it takes to defend his packs, his mother Eve and his father Winston, and his little sisters Lilly and Kate. The Wolfe is the guardian of the forest.
"Today's been a darn good huntin' day!" Joel, a tall but thin man told his friend Harold, a short and plump man.
"Yes, I do declare that we've tranquilized three wolves, they'll make good coats" Harold added, laughing at the three loups they had caught.
One was a female with light-brown fourrure and blue eyes, the seconde was a male with white fourrure and green eyes, and the third was a female with yellow fourrure and brown eyes. This was Kate, who had managed to get caught while she was hunting for the pack.
"What are toi gonna do with yer share of the fur?" Joel asked Harold.
"I might turn them into a nice coat, for golf and fox-hunting" Harold answered.
Suddenly, the string of a bow and Arrow rang as an Arrow made from metals and bone flew just past Harold's head. Harold jumped in fright and fell over, causing Joel to pick up his crudely-made shotgun.
"Whoever's out there, I darn be a member of the NRA!" Joel shouted, hoping to get the attention of whoever fired the arrow.
"That means nothing to me!" A voice called out as a figure wearing a black-hooded outfit and a black mask stepped out of the shadows.
"Who in tarnation are you?!" Joel questioned the figure, pointing his fusil, carabine at him.
"I am the Wolfe, guardian of this forest!" Wolfe roared with great power.
"Not fer long!" Joel laughed as he fired his rifle, but the Wolfe simply dodged the bullet. Joel ran to his truck in an attempt to escape, but the Wolfe had already freed the wolves.
"If toi come to bother me and my family again, then I shall do worse things to toi and your friend!" the Wolfe threatened, as Joel drove off in fear.
A few hours later, the Wolfe had reached his small cave-house and put his bow and arrows on a rock and began to rest his head. As soon as he did, Eve and Winston came to him.
"Thanks for saving your little sis again, Nick" Eve thanked Nick Wolfe, hugging him.
"No problem, It's my duty..." Nick Wolfe stated happily. This was his job, and he would do whatever it takes to defend his packs, his mother Eve and his father Winston, and his little sisters Lilly and Kate. The Wolfe is the guardian of the forest.
