“You stop that old man, before you engage on your Stinkin’ Thinkin’! You better get your shit together, cause I will return!”


Jack woke up to a peaceful valley.  As he walked out of Celeste’s tent he felt so lonely without her wild companionship.  She had grown on him in a short time.  For over fifty years Jack lived in his mountain hut, and for the first time in his life he longed to be home in Alaska.  Instead of sticking around he decided to head back to his home and prepare to pack up his goods.

Right when Jack was entering the forest, Wolf jumped out and started to whine.  “She’s gone Wolf, you missed her.  She told me to keep you with me so let’s go to my hut!”  Wolf didn’t listen to Jack, he quickly ran up to Celeste’s tent and sniffed.  Baring his teeth he growled at the tent.  Jack limped back to the tent and realized he was thankful for closing the tent up while leaving a hole big enough for his coon to escape.

Jack pulled out a piece of dry jerky from his backpack that Celeste left him, encouraging the wolf to follow him, but Wolf refused. Wolf sat down by the tent and stared at Jack.   “Listen boy, she will return for both of us, just stay with me and keep me company.”  Jack knew it was going to be a hard task keeping the wolf close to him.  Wolf growled his disapproval at Jack.  “Please, stay with me Wolf; because I too miss her!”  Jack asked the beast in a gentle tone.  Wolf scanned the meadow then looked back at him.  Jack sat back down on a log by the cold fire.  He began thinking of the what (if’s).

“You stop that old man, before engaging on your stinkin’ thinkin’!  You better get your shit together, cause I will return!”  Jack was shocked to hear the spitfire speak to him privately.  He smiled…Wolf got up and sat next to the man, and licked his hand. “I see she must have told you to stay Wolf.”  Wolf laid his beastly head down upon his paws, then gave Jack a sorrow look.

“Let’s go boy, time is wasting and we have lots of bear meat to keep us from going hungry.”  Wolf and Jack proceeded to leave the meadow, before they entered into the forest heading back to Jack’s place.  Wolf looked back at the tent.  “Come!”  Jack barked out while walking ahead of the canis lupus, wolf decided to follow.

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