In a new age, a new place, I stand here wondering. What went wrong? I walk, then I find him here, and what do I think? It’s a wolf pup…what do I do with it? Carry it home? Care for it here? It’s so interesting…a wolf pup…here? I pick it up…. can’t hurt. Can it? I take it home, care for it, and make it happy. It is happy, isn’t it? It wags at barks at me, and nuzzles me and never leaves.

It’s grown so big! I can’t believe my eyes! Such a huge wolf!  It speaks, and tells me its name. We sleep in the same bed; he curled up at the foot as I talk to him at night. He knows how to spell, and read. What kind of wolf is this?

I used some magic to become like him. We’re so happy! He teaches me how to hunt, and howl. He teaches me to be like him, I never want to leave his side; I want to be like that forever, and never, ever go back.

I’m so very happy. We have many pups, and it’s so wonderful. All the little ones bark and play, and they are praised by their father. He loves me, and cares about me so much. He tells me that the world is large, and that our pups will find another perfect mate one day.

What went wrong? He said we aren’t mates...but we have pups. Why? What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with what I’ve done? He stays around, and still loves me and cares for me, but why does he refuse to be mates? Haven’t we determined I love him and would do anything? It hurts so much.... where is my wolf?