Once upon a time, there lived a lone wolf.
One day a princess came down from the moon to take a walk by a lake. The lone wolf fell in love with her. The lone wolf loved the princess. He gave her everything he had.
The princess bore him offspring. The loving wolf, the patient wolf, the caring wolf, and the understanding wolf. It was from his love, his patience, his caring, and his understanding.
But day by day, the lone wolf and the princess grew apart.
Further, and further apart.
The princess bore him more offspring. the ignorant wolf, the ungrateful wolf, the arrogant wolf, and the angry wolf. It was from her ignorance, her ungratefulness, her arrogance, and his anger.
The princess ignorantly and arrogantly flew away to the moon, where the lone wolf attempted to to pursue to the highest mountains. Screaming, “Don’t go, please stay. you mean everything to me. Do I not mean anything to you?”
The ignorant and the ungrateful wolf conspired to kill the loving wolf. Then they killed the patient wolf.
The caring and the understanding wolves fought and killed both of them.
The caring and understanding wolves proceeded to make peace with all the remaining offspring.
But the arrogant wolf, murdered them.
All gone, the wolves born out of love.
And that are left behind, are offspring of doom.
The arrogant and angry wolves looked at each other in dismay. Her arrogant wolf and his angry wolf, fought each other day and nights.
Moons passed by where they continued to kill each other. By the third moon, both of them, wounded and bleeding, died.
The lone wolf came back from the mountains and found his offspring, all but lifeless.
The lone wolf cried a tear. And from that tear, lived a baby wolf. the bitter wolf. The lone wolf died. Alone, in vain. Worse off that he ever was.
And now, on every full moon, the bitter wolf, who is alone, climbs to the mountains, and call out the princess.
Only this time, this wolf, cried “You have done enough damage. I still love you. But don’t ever come back.”