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The dew covered forest floor oozes itself between my toes as I try to absorb every ravishing detail of the forest. The rising sun sets its glowing array of color on the rims of the moss-cloaked figures in front of me and the birds warble high above in the crowed of trees to generate a beautiful melody for the atmosphere. Drawing in a deep breath, I analyze each scent, aroma and fragrance of the woods I’ve encircled myself in, each odor bringing me into a more engrossed tranquility. It’s times like these that I long for my unborn inner wolf so I can connect with nature on a closer level.
“BELLE!” My fathers fierce voice echo’s in my head, calling me from my dream like state. Like I’ve been splashed with a bucket of cold water, a rush of fear courses through my body, realization hits me that I over stayed my visit to the forest and forgot to get back to my families home in time. I was in charge of the cooking, cleaning and any other sort of chore around the house. Turning on my heels, I dash towards the direction I came from. Jumping over fallen trees, boulders and bushes, the landscape around me becomes a blur from the speed at which I was running. Although I didn’t have a wolf, I was still fast like any other werewolf, actually, much faster, stronger and all my senses were even more heightened, I guess it was kind of a make up for not having a wolf.
Arriving in the clearing of the pack village, I see a few wolves already up, including the nightshift patrol turning in from their shift. I try to make myself invisible by casually walking past them with my head down. They seamed fairly distracted and occupied by their conversation to really pay any attention to a regular she wolf passing by. Unfortunately for me their conversation ...
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...yone’s speculation was confirmed when I didn’t shift. It caused shame to my family as well as myself. My siblings already hated me for what I did to my parents, but me being wolfless got them teased for having a weak family. Both siblings especially my older sister began to loath me. That was two years ago, and it’s only gotten worse. Since then, I’ve been burnt, cut, hit, beaten and thrown more times than I can count. The physical abuse is just as horrible as the verbal abuse, if no ones taking a swing at me, they’re expressing their hatred through words.
I’ve figured at this point that the pile of food in front of me is enough to feed the family of four, I wouldn’t be joining them for breakfast, its not like I ever do anyways. I ring the bell to signal breakfast is ready, before quickly leaving the kitchen and head to the closet filled with cleaning supplies.
When Mowat journeys to the tundra to research the wolves as the culprits for the massive caribou killings, he is surprised at how many people actually despise the wolves simply because they don’t understand them. In the beginning of the book Mowat starts to believe what everyone else did, that wolves were scary, dangerous animals. Little does he know that his first wolf encounter of his trip would be that night. “I do not know what went on in his massive skull, but my head was full of the most disturbing wrong thoughts” (Mowat 54). Since it was his first encounter with a wolf Mowat feels uneasy by the thought of being mauled by an alpha wolf. To his surprise the wolf was just as scared of him as he was of it and ran as fast as he could away. Mowat begins to realize that wolves are the scapegoats to the real reason the caribou population is declining. When Mowat meets Mike, a trapper living in Canada, Mike tells him some surprising information and says. “ ‘Every trapper got to...
While the man is thinking about the wolf and the impact it had on its surroundings, he knows that many people would be afraid of the it. Realizing that something can be both “terrible and of great beauty,” the man's sense of awe is heightened. While laying under the moonlight, the man thinks about the wolf both figuratively and literally running through the dew on the grass and how there would be a “rich matrix of creatures [that had] passed in the night before her.” Figuratively, this represents the wolf running into heaven. However, the man imagining the wolf literally running and the beauty of her free movements across the “grassy swale” creates a sense of awe that he has for the wolf. A wolf running towards someone would be terrifying, but a wolf running with freedom is magnificently beautiful. After imagining this, the man knows that even though wolves can be terrifying, “the world cannot lose” their sense of beauty and
McCarthy uses detailed descriptions, creates a somber mood through religious references, and elucidates upon the main character’s perspective to convey the impact of the experience on the protagonist. His actions reveal significant care and respect for the animal, as it seems difficult for the protagonist to cope with the loss of such a great creature. McCarthy portrays the wolf through an uncommon perspective; a frightful and beastly creature is transformed into a magnificent and bold animal. The wolf is pictured as an animal destined for honor and high admiration through its spiritual characteristics. Emphasis on the wolf’s positive qualities reveals human beings’ tendency to ignore the favorable characteristics of an individual or animal. Human beings commonly disregard the inner beauty all creatures possess.
Bettini, Jessica Lynne. "The Rage of the Wolf: Metamorphosis and Identity in Medieval Werewolf Tales." Medievalists.net. Medievalists, 11 Apr. 2013. Web. 15 Mar. 2015.
It has been said that the wolf is one of the most voracious and horrifying animals that exist in nature today. But, in all reality, is that actually true? One is unable to make an assumption such as this without a firsthand experience, or so that is expressed in In The Shadow of a Rainbow and Never Cry Wolf. Authors Robert Franklin Leslie and Farley Mowat make every attempt to convey the true nature of the wolf throughout their journeys, as they prove claims falsely accusing wolves, with documented evidence of complete vigilance. These works of literary nonfiction effectively refute anti-wolf claims made within them through being dangerous to the wildlife, dangerous to humans, and viciousness.
Part Two of the novel shifts the narrative perspective to that of the she-wolf. After the famine is over, the wolf pack separates, and the she-wolf and three males travel together, until one of the wolves, “One Eye,” kills the other two. The she-wolf and One Eye travel together, then, until it is time for her to settle down to give birth to her cubs. Another famine comes upon the land when the cubs are still young, and all of the cubs die—except one: a gray wolf cub. This gray wolf is the strongest and the most adventuresome of all the litter. Yet early in his life, he learns how to snare food and along with this ability, he learns the lesson of the wilderness—that is, “eat or be eaten, kill or be killed.”
A natural wolf may have the same claws and fangs, perhaps even the same tendency toward killing humans, but it cannot lie. In issuing a warning about the predators in the forest, Carter writes: “fear and flee the wolf; for, worst of all, the wolf may be more than he seems” (111). The peril is framed not as death or dismemberment; “worst of all” is the possibility that the creature might also be a man. In her article on the “becoming-narrative” in the story, Wendy Swyt argues that this deep-rooted fear of lycanthropy comes from the transformation itself. “As a 'demonic animal,' the werewolf serves as a challenge to the fixed traits and social definitions that establish boundaries between self and Other, the stable community and the depths of the forest” (318). By moving easily between perceived opposites, existing as both fixed states when it is neither, the “becoming-wolf,” as she terms it, is in a perpetual state of dishonesty, which can only be revealed “by their eyes, eyes of a beast of prey, nocturnal, devastating eyes as red as a wound” (Carter 115). The narrative illustrates the danger of this lie with a crucial change to the original tale of Little Red Riding Hood: when the girl meets the wolf in the woods, he is disguised as the hunter. The original story builds its moral—“children, especially attractive, well bred young ladies, should never talk to strangers, for if they should do so, they may well provide dinner for a wolf” (Perrault 1)—from the basic assumption of the girl's oblivious trust. She does not know a dangerous predator when she sees one, and therefore must be forbidden from talking to any strangers at all. In “The Company of Wolves,” however, the focus shifts from her naivete to the wolf's deception; she knows what to look for and has a knife on hand, but sees “no sign of a wolf at all, nor of a naked man” (114). The fault lies in his active concealment
The first part of the story tells folk tales about the wolf and werewolf. Here, wolves are used as a symbol of fear. It overwhelms the reader with terrifying descriptions of the wolf and shows the reader that the wolf is clearly something that strikes fear into the people in the story. They are described as “forest assassins grey members of a congregation of nightmare” and are known to be worse than “all the teeming perils of the night and the forest, ghosts, hobgoblins, ogres that grill babies upon gridirons, witches”. These monsters are not real and fear for these nonexistent monsters is ridiculous as they are fictional. The fear fo...
Tell the Wolves I’m Home is a beautifully crafted novel by Carol Rifka Brunt. This novel discusses a serious outbreak during the 1980s in the United States, AIDS. Brunt uses this tragic ‘illness’ to create the story of June Elbus, protagonist. Tell the Wolves I’m Home is based the 1987’s Elbus household, where June Elbus, age fourteen, Greta Elbus, age sixteen, and their mother and father live. Although, that isn’t where this story takes place. It begins with Greta and June visiting their uncle Finn, who has been diagnosed with AIDS. June has a special connection with Finn and the reader can thoroughly understand that through June’s narration. Sadly, Finn does pass away later in the novel, but this allows for a new character to develop, Toby. Toby was the partner of Finn. Now that Finn has passed, June feels a special connection with Toby. Once Toby and June are united, they share stories of Finn and together learn to heal from the passing of Finn.
Over the past several hundred years, werewolves have been an important part of Western Cultures. Werewolves have appeared in blockbuster movies and been the subject of countless books and stories. Werewolves are dark and powerful creatures that terrify us on multiple levels. While they are some of the most violent and merciless monsters that horror has to offer, there is something about the werewolf that we can identify with. Not only can we identify with the characters afflicted with the curse, but we can also identify that the werewolf is a beast and an evil force. The werewolf symbolizes the evil that is contained within us all. In this paper, I will explain the different evils that werewolves symbolize by taking a critical look at the real life history of the werewolf, the werewolf in literature and film, and the opinions of experts on the topic.
As I crept out of the window around a quarter to midnight, I ran to the barn to saddle Chestnut. I had to be very quiet so the master would not be disturbed. My pockets were filled with potatoes and bread. Although I was hungry and could smell the aroma of the freshly cooked bread from the night before, I knew I needed to lead the horse out with food to keep him in my favor. The horse neighed softly and followed me out to the pasture. Gaining his trust, I hoisted myself on his back and off we trotted. Miles later, I stopped behind an old abandoned barn to rest for the night. As the morning sun began its journey, I noticed something familiar a patch of woods with a frozen lake. If I remembered correctly, my dad’s old master owned these woods. I spent my childhood running
The woods consumed me like the arms of a mother protecting her young. They surrounded me with a warmth, the purest of healing heat and cool breezes between breaths of adrenaline.
Everyones heard the tale of the Boy who cried Wolf right? Sure, shepherd boy thinks he's funny, makes a fuss about imaginary wolfs, villagers come running - no wolf. Then when wolfs actually do come, he yells and screams, yet villagers weren't about to play his game again, his sheep get nailed by the wolves. Moral of the story.
He saw me partly bloody on my arms, all the sheep gathered around me. I explained the wolf. He left my older brother with the sheep and i took him to the beastly wolf. He carried the tied wolf down to camp. I am guessing he will be trained to hunt with the other caught wolfs.
A little girl has went to bring her grandmother some cookies, as she walks through the woods she meets a wolf and tells the wolf where she is headed. The wolf then beats the girl to her house, eats the grandmother, and dresses up as her to trick Little Red Riding Hood before she arrives. When she gets there she notices her Grandmother looks different. When she is close enough to recognize it is no her grandmother, the wolf eats her. In reality we all know that wolves cannot speak and are not intelligent enough to trick a human, but the moral behind the story is where the facts come in. In reality we all know we should not talk to strangers, its very dangerous. The wolf represents people who may be charming, polite or, sweet but are still strangers but in real life these are the people children should watch out for the