I am as old as the mountains I call home.
I have seen mountains grow from small hills,
valleys form from small ravines
and rivers born of trickling streams.
I have walked with the great ones of eons ago
The Great Mammoth, Saber Tooth Tigers, and many
others who have been long lost.....
I have seen the beginning of mankind.
I am Wolf.
I am a predator
A hunter
I hunt for food
I do not collect trophies to be mounted on the
walls of my Den.
I do not hurt for enjoyment, but out of necessity..
For Survival.
I hunt to feed my children...
So they can one day walk upon Mother Earth
And become part of the Circle of Life.
I am Wolf.
I have watched for many years my hunting grounds
diminish....
Trees replaced by buildings...
Game replaced by humans.
I have been driven highter and higher into the
mountains...
Yet the humans still come.
And I'm driven even further from the hunting grounds
of my father's father,
And his father's before him.
Yet, I survive.
My children survive.
I am Wolf
I am a loyal, devoted, and loving parent.
Our children are our future...
Just as human children are the future of
all human beings.
I am protective of my children
And take responsibility of their nurturing
as seriously as any human parent.
I provide food for my children and provide
them with a safe home.
Until they are ready to walk their own path.
I am Wolf I do not choose to hunt in the presence of humans
But I have been given no other choice.
My land has been taken from me.
And, now so shall my life....
And the lives of my children, and in doing so...
Our future is doomed...
We will go the way of the old ones...
Only in memories of distant pasts shall we
live again...
I am Wolf
Wolves are beauty without vanity..
Innocence without naivety..
We are ones of the Creator's children,
And deserve to live our lives in peace..
We were created for a purpose..
And it was not to be hunted down and slaughtered
I am Wolf
Tonight, I will lay and sleep with my mate and
our children...
This may be the last night we will share together,
upon Mother Earth.
For tomorrow, many of our brothers and sisters
will be slaughtered.
And perhaps ourselves, as well...
Our songs will be only a distant memory...
Fading into the past.
I am Wolf.
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