Forsaken

That's it, I've had it! How much loneliness is one wolf supposed to take? Day after day I'm tormented by the sight of  sheep in their social herds. They graze and play games and keep each other company. I'd bet my life that none of them have ever had a lonely day in their life. I wake up, I play, I hunt, I sleep in solitary, always unaccompanied. It's miserable, so pitiful. Most days I don't even comb my fur. My purpose is gone without a companion. Damn sheep. They're infuriating, treating their pack like a country club. Most people think sheep are generally charming, but they're wrong.  They are bullies. They run away anytime I come near, like I'm diseased or something. The nerve. I need a friendly "how do you do?". I need company dammit! These are desperate times, think, Wolf, think! Aha, a disguise. Yes,  I'll fit right in their white fluffy herd. Just tuck in the ears and the tail...that's it. Alright play it cool, you're visiting from the south, you heard about the green pastures, you're working on a screen play. Brilliant! That will impress 'em! Wolf, you are a talented, ferocious animal, don't forget it. It's time to get my feet wet. "Hi!".