The Legend of D’Woof-ta, the Little White Wolf

In ages passed when the two-legged beast had not yet learned to tame the free peoples of the forest, the hills, and the plains, there was only one unchanging season that embraced the lands. In that time the great sun rose every morning to warm the ground and bring light to the new earth and all its clans. One day was like the next. Except for the gentile rain showers that would occasionally wonder in from the blue sea, the days never changed, and the nights were always cool and calm. In that early time all the animals roamed freely over the lands, but soon the plains and forests became filled and over crowded. The sick and weak as well as the old and feeble fed on the young grasses and drank the clear water. Father Time who was the wiser of the first parents saw that the free peoples needed another clan to keep their kinds strong and healthy. He knew that there was not enough for all. Something would have to be done so that only the strongest and fittest of the free people would share the gifts of the young world. One bright star light night Father Time walked out onto the grassy plain near the first of the bubbling springs. This fountain sprang from a crop of stones where the forest met the plains. The new born waters pooled in a shallow pond and then danced down the hill to a distant lake. Along the way fireflies drifted on the gentile wind flickering on and off as they chased the stream along the across the rolling plain. Father Time looked over the hills and streams and smiled. It is a good place between the trees and grasses and by the first spring to bring forth the last clan. Mother Nature was the more compassionate of the First Parents. She brought forth all the clans of the free peoples and set them on the lands each in their own place. Father Time had molded the earth and sky, the forests and plains, and all the seas as dwellings for her children. In the early times Mother Nature loved the animals first while Father Nature loved his earth. In time both grew to cherish each other’s work equally. By the first spring Father Time waited patiently for the rising moon and grasped its first rays of light in left hand. From the beams he wove a soft coat of fur. He in his left hand he took the strongest oak from the forest and molded a lean swift body with four strong legs. He found velvety moss from the shore of the flowing stream and gave it feet as quiet and soft as a morning breeze. He finally filled his hands with water from the spring just as it burst from the earth and stirred it with the first evening breeze. Father Time then commanded his form to drink, and the first of the new clay drank the life of the earth. So was the great mother wolf born into the lands and forests of the young world. In that first day Father Time charged the wolf to only take the sick, the weak and the old so that the rich fields of the lands would be used for the most good by the other free peoples. He told the mother wolf not to tell the free people of his charge so that all would be equally tested. One day the great wolf looked up at the sun and felt the warmth and light of its rays. She saw the other free peoples of the earth. The deer, the rabbits, the fish in the streams and the birds of the sky all had young of their own kind to help them in their work.