The Day the She-Wolf Remembers...

By: Aljan (Sam) Copyright 2006-Forever

The seasons pass as do the days...

Leaves fall in the spring as snow falls in winter...

As a young she-pup grows...

She can feel the day when she was born...

For it was on that day...

She was brought into the world...

Seconds turn to minutes which turn into hours

Which turn into days, months, and years...

And despite the change that happened to the young pup and everything around her...

It is this day she remembers the most...

Though she remembers many memories of her life…like the day her eyes opened…

The comfort of her mother and the protection of her father…

The day her eyes turned from blue to yellow…

Her first hunt…

When her father died from a farmer’s vengeance...and her mother died from grief minutes later…

Her grief when her brother and sister starved to death…

Her hatred and agony as she realized the reality of it all…

Despite the events that took place in her life…

She had not forgotten this day…

The day of her birth…

The day of life…

The day of her first breath…

Her birthday…