WOLVES8.TXT
A Very short piece 
By SwampRat
(cl) 1997 Gay Furry Association

"Andrew!" A dark wolf calls out, seeing his son pad into the pack, licking his
lips and smelling of human. "Yes, Father?" The brown one asks, looking a little
guilty. The older wolf looked his son over, sniffing.. "You haven't been.. Tell
me you haven't Shamed us." The son seem puzzled, half-hiding something. "What
Father?" A stern looks made him cringe a little. "You know what.." He made a
biting motion.. The younger suddenly smiled. "Oh.. Father! Really.. You thought
I.." It was the elder wolf's turn to look away. "You took me by the pub
where Uncle Ralph's head is hanging enough times.." The dark canine snorted..
"Then why do you Smell like Man?"

The lighter wolf Swallowed one last time. "A lad lost his way in the forest.. I
helped him find the path back to the village.. He had twisted his ankle and had
to lean on me until he could walk on his own. He even gave me a piece of cheese
from his lunch as thanks." The Father shook his head. "Nothing More?" The
younger spread his paws and put his head down. "I Promise on my tail I have Not
Killed A Human." The Elder snorted again. "Go wash.." His son nodded and padded
off to the stream to drink thirstily.. Hiking his leg on a tree also seemed to
take longer than usual. He drank again before heading back, mumbling, "Who knew
Cum was so salty?"

The End?