Day Nine:
The wolf met yet another runner-the lizard. The wolf was not too sure what to make of the Lizard. He seemed like a good creature and yet he was like a shell. the desire to run was not his own. The wolf decided that the lizard was a mere puppet. His interest lay in pleasure. all his allies were pleasure seekers. The only disadvantage that the wolf could see in the lizard running was that he had disabled three of the wolf's supporters- The jackal, The Hermit crab and tthe gibbon. These had decided that their allegiances lay divided between the wolf and the lizard and in their confusion - they opted for doing nothing. The wolf was disappointed- two of them had given him their express word. He was more than disappointed- he was angry. But he held his anger in check. There would be time. He still hoped that they would see the error of their ways. Fools.
Day Ten:
The wolf went about doing good. His fame spread. He did this not with the intention of gaining favours but with the vague idea that all animals are inherently good creatures. He believed in the maxim" Cubs are born with no prejudices". He hoped he was right. Maybe they would remember him when the time came. Maybe they would not. Who could tell.
Day Eleven:
The wolf became aware of a spy. The old sparks of vengeance-long dormant- ignited in his blood. One of his friends was a traitor. When the time came he would make him pay so dearly that the other animals would cover in terror. The Chameloen had been an ally,then had turned against the wolf. The wolf snarled. How naive did the son of cur think the wolf was? He still expected the wolf to believe that he was on his side. The wolf could do nothing but gnash his teeth in fury. His time would come.
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