he awoke, stretching lazily. He opened his eyes and looked straight
into the glare of the fire which was blazing gleefully within the
hearth. Momentarily startled he quickly became hypnotized by the
flames as they danced within their prison, realizing he must have
fallen asleep in the chair again.
few more moments of relaxation he from his resting place. It had
gotten late. He peered out of the crack in the curtains into the
shadowy night and something curious within him began to stir. He
tried to fight the growing compulsion, but failed, and gradually
walked beyond the door into the awaiting darkness. The night was
clear and crisp. As he gazed, methodically breathing in the varied
scents, he realized why there was so much light that evening, as
looked up straight into a glorious full and something deep within
him stirred. He began to push on into the night.
cornfield stood at the back of the yard. With surprising agility
he gently leaped over the fence that surrounded it. He was feeling
young and vibrant and his heart beat was racing, he started walking
through the stems of corn, but fairly soon gave in to his primal
urges and he discovered himself chasing and leaping through the
fields, he felt as if the moon was somehow urging him on…
he glimpsed a movement; the merest flash of white, about a hundred
feet ahead. ‘A rabbit’ he thought. Then he was suddenly aware that
he was incredibly hungry, and despite trying to fight the impulses
now firing inside of him he could not contain himself any longer.
He began to run faster, the rabbit sensed its doom and made a futile
yet valiant attempt to escape without success. The rabbit was soon
between the hunters teeth. The hunter’s jaw tightened about the
squiggling fur, and he was soon rewarded with the taste of warm
blood. He dropped the limp body from his mouth and abruptly and
unexpectedly looked up at the moon and howled. His bay echoed into
the stillness of the night; a haunting ancient cry that had long
been buried in his deepest soul but now he had honored its presence.
He howled again and again whilst leisurely devouring his prey...
the next morning he looked around himself to discover he was safe
and sound back in his own bed. He then heard a voice, a voice that
permeated him with excitement; it was his master calling him. He
wagged his tail with glee and jumped up onto his master’s bed who
lovingly scratched the excited dog.
you go last night Rover?” his master cooed. “Where on earth did