Wolf

Another 3 sentence story for Chuck

Wolf

They used to call me a ghost, preying on humans, hunting their herds – I supplied their nightmares, struggling to avoid their wrath.

Then they called me a menace, called me vermin, hounding my footsteps – gunfire and fear filled my dreams.

Now they call me endangered, at risk, protected – and now I take their sheep without the fear of retribution.

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