THE ARCTIC WOLF PACK
s i sit uncomfortably guard my flock of reindeer i gaze over the arctic rugged landscape tall rocky snowy mountain stick up almost touch the gray cloud above rocky slope with slushy snow in the crevice make transportation by foot exceedingly difficult and the bitterly cold air uggh ia'll never get use to it a i be about to fall asleep an awful howling be hear i open my eye and see a large pure white arctic wolf howl it head off i reach slowly for my fishing pole my sudden movement cause it to bare it teeth other wolf some gray some brown others a dirty white silently kill four reindeer with their lethal fang and claw i casually begin scrap against the snow gather it as soon a the white arctic wolf turn it gaze away from me i gather all the snow in the world and compact it into a ball in the palm of my hand and throw it at the wolf who then run away with it pack not dare to look back