But , What does the Wolf Fear.........

Short story .......

The wolf stands at the inner edges of the woods line yet still able to view the strange happenings outside the protection of the trees. The noises are atrocious from the strange earth shaking yellow monsters and yet he knows ! And what he knows is this, there is no end to this madness . He has spent most of this day right in this very spot , not wandering far at all he stays close to the protection of the forest but yet.........he can't help but catch the glimpses of what used to be . And once, on the wind he raised his nose to the earth movers and when he did , he caught the scent of the den that is now just flattened earth beneath the silver shining tracks of the giant earth mover . But , what can be done but to watch as his home , his life is forever altered. He turns and moves towards the familiar pathway with only an steely glance over his shoulder . He is watching for his mate . She should be close to the den.

John , loves the feel of the power in the new CaterpillarD- 12 dozer , the new electri-hydraulic controls respond to his very thoughts . They have really outdone themselves on the new line of equipment this year. It has become a real pleasure to feel almost as if the equipment is an extension of his very hands. Just then , as he looks in the rear view mirrors and reverses the giant tracks he catches a glimpse of something grey and red against the torn earth beneath his machine. and loses sight again as it passes beneath him and then reemerges in front of him . As he continues to look at it , he realizes ........a dog forms itself from the tangled mess of flattened earth .......Blood , white against brown , yes ........a torn body . Something inside his heart catches just then ......Oh no , he has run over a dog ? ....But how the hell ....something within his stomach sinks as he continues to stare , his big diesel idles down and as he climbs down off the dozer his heart sinks in realization. He has somehow run over someones pet dog .........?

The wolf stopped dead in his tracks ............he felt as well as heard the giant machine as an onimous quiet descended among the trees, he turned slowly and just as quietly as ever , made his way to the edge of the woods. As he peaked out from the underbrush he was surprised how close the man stood away from him . Just a very few feet separated them ..........he scented the man and felt his hackles raise , although he felt no fear whatsoever . He had been searching for his life mate ......she had been gone for hours and should have returned a while ago ........But something felt wrong ......in the sickening smells from the iron machine and the nearby man , he could also scent his life mate ............

As John walked towards the front of the bull-dozer he began to get a sense that something wasn't right , could it be ? It looks like a dog but no...........it's color too mottled ......it's not a sheppard.............he dropped his head as he began to feel a tightening in his stomach ........beside the remains of the head and shoulders broken bones and inner organs .......what a mess ........all he can think is I've killed another living thing ...........
His throat constricts as his stomach begins to roll and as he turns away in disgust ....he drops to his knees and vomits ............"Oh my God , It's a wolf!".......as he stood uneasily a sad realization came over him , I have killed one of the most beautiful.......and just then he see's , at the edge of the tree line another wolf..........and he is stunned by the look, his thoughts race and his emotions drop to another silent low ...........

At once the eyes of the wolf meet those before him . his instincts are enflamed , each of them , the curiosity, the predatory , and even those that no man can imagine , he see's everything before him , the giant noise maker that tears the earth , the strange upright features of a man , and he sees , scents , and realizes ........the lifeless body at the foot of the man . His first instinct now is to drop his head into protective mode , and step towards the heart wretching scene before him ...........he knows . He knows now where his mate is ...........

Johns heart stops in place , his vision becomes tunneled , and his emotions overflow ..........not being one to ever cry ,something primal begins to flow through his heart and his mind. And he slowly backs away from the scene . Never taking his eye's from the wolf ,he remounts the giant machine and backs away from the woodsline a hundred yards or so and shuts down the giant dozer............In the ensuing silence a cool numness flows through his emotions.......all time comes to a virtual halt. And as he thinks of what to do first the tears begin to blur his vision .......and on the radio he hears the boss and he's asking whats going on over there ? But at the moment he doesn't respond.

The alpha male looks on the scene with a growing intensity , a completed picture begins to form in his inner eye . His instincts tell him to go forth , but his body doesn't respond . In front of him , the torn and barren earth that was once a den is no more , in the next moments a muffled whimpering comes from the edge of the torn ground and in an instant six young pups run out of the under covering of brush yet untouched an make their way to the protection of the big male ..............and as if he would now say something to the man ,he makes one last long look at the scene ...........and slowly as if they were never there all of the survivors blend into the trees and disappear ...........

John stands transfixed as if poured in place , as if he were now a statue ......he watches as the wolf pups tumble forward and the older one too .blend silently into the forest that moments ago were alive with the intensity of emotion and horrors of such a realization............his emotions tumble .........and in a staticy voice on a receiver he listens as the boss says ;
" what the hells going on down there John , why have you stopped dozing ?" And all John can do is silently reach down and start up the giant machine and push the pedals that will , once again , move him forward pushing over tree stumps like so many matchsticks or pebbles slid away on the ground by a booted foot. As he moves forward a vision passes his inner eyes too , One of a wolf den just slightly beneath the surface of the torn and flattened earth...................

As darkness falls over the changing woods even the wind rests in silence , the big earth moving machines have been silent now for hours , as they rest for the night until the new day , A silence falls over everything like an old stiffened blanket on an empty bed . The moon begins to show itself in the trees and a cool mist begins to glitter in the moons glow on the tree line ...........it begins ..........if there was a mans ears in the midst to listen he would hear a low base moan that would roll upwards and then slowly retreat down to almost silence and just as the hair on the back of his neck rises up in primal wonder the moan morphs into a rolling and bone chilling howl ..............a howl that he wouldn't even begin to understand ........a howl that in itself perhaps sounds something like the ending of something...........

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GNelson 5 years ago from Florida

This is good writing. You made a point, told a story and pulled some heartstrings. I liked it!

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dahoglund 5 years ago from Wisconsin Rapids

Very suspenseful in places.You have a style here, I believe, that reflects your being a poet.You should save some of your stories for next month's contest.voted this up intereting and beautiful.

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ahorseback 5 years ago Author

Gnelson Thank you ! That means alot!...:-}

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ahorseback 5 years ago Author

Dahoglund , That sounds interesting ! I'll check it out .Thank you ....:-}

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moonlake 5 years ago from America

This could so easily happen. My husband works on a potato farm and the wolves are always on the edge of the field but they are getting braver and coming in close and do follow the plow at times.

Sad story this. Gave an up vote.

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ahorseback 5 years ago Author

Moonlake , Thank you , yes its a sad reality!....:-}

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klanguedoc 5 years ago from Canada

A very moving story. You have the mark of a great writer, knowing how to trigger emotions and tell a good story.

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ahorseback 5 years ago Author

Klanguedoc Thank you for the praise , I stand humbled.......:-}

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jujubees 5 years ago from Rhode Island

eloquently written... the inhumanity of man and technology.

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ahorseback 5 years ago Author

Jujubees, well thank you , that means so much ,man ....its not hard for me as a man to dislike my part in this world. And all for what ...progress?...:-}

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Eiddwen 5 years ago from Wales

A great read indeed and thank you for sharing this gem with us on here.

Take care and have a great day.


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ahorseback 5 years ago Author

Eiddwen , Thank you , that means a lot!.....:-}

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ahorseback 5 years ago Author

Mahua , Thank you so much . I have watched a thousand times as the earth is torn open ! And each time something inside tears as well.......:-}

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WillStarr 5 years ago from Phoenix, Arizona

Very good stuff. Voted up and awesome.

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ahorseback 5 years ago Author

Thank You WillStarr.....Appreciate that !....:-}

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