The Wolf Man - the End

On a make shift lounge in the wilderness he lay. He knew he was dying and sensed this was his final day. Atop of this mountain is where he wanted to be so he could have one last look at God's wondrous scenery. The local wolf pack emerged out of the brush and surrounded him. He smiled as they all gazed. He found their prescence comforting. The alpha male approached him with a pheasant locked in it's jaw and dropped it on his lap but he could eat no more. He pushed the dead bird off on to the ground. The alpha male began to make a whimpering sound. With what little strength he had left, he pet the wolf's head and said good bye. When his lifeless hand fell, the alpha male howled as the pack joined him in his cry. The wolf pack was in mourning. Their Wolf Man had died.