The wolves snapped their jaws, frightening the lambs.
The lambs fled the fields into the forests.
Then from the forrest beyond the river.
A foxhound came and rallied the lamb flock.
He waited for the moon to reach fullness.
The wolves howled and celebrated that night.
It left them vulnerable to the lambs.
The foxhound and the lambs crossed the river.
The wolves fell to the foxhound and the lambs.
Elsewhere, another pack was rising up.
The lynx wanted the lambs to strike the pack.
The bear wanted to rest and hibernate.
The lynx defied him and struck down the wolves.
The victory was hailed a great triumph.
Yet, the lazy bear had gotten the praise.
The foxhound could see the truth of the lynx.
The lynx felt he deserved recognition.
He tried to lure the foxhound to the wolves.
The birds spotted the ambush and foiled it.
The foxhound never forgot the traitor.
The wolves tried to gather greater allies.
Yet, the foxhound had much greater support.
The wolf force was picked apart by creatures.
At last, the wolves knew victory was lost.
At that moment, the world turned upside down.
