Falcons Lone Wolf.

Once, upon a mighty mountain, there was a young falcon. This falcon had just taken flight in the mountains and knew little of the world, and what it held.
One afternoon, the falcon was flying among the breeze and saw a lone wolf, with many scars, and though he was not much older than the falcon, she could see he had much wisedom. So falcon flew down atop a tree and let out a mighty caw and wolf stared up at falcon, and smiled, seeing the young free spirit.
"hello," said falcon, "where are you heading so late in summer? do you not know that winter is approaching? where is your wolf pack?"
"i must keep journeying onwards through these mountains to seek a place of peace and kindness" said wolf "I have seen much of the world, though i too am young. You can see from my many scars and hardened face that i have seen many a hard winter and time, as for my wolf pack, i have had many, and all have abandoned me, exept my familys den, who i left many seasons ago to find a place of peace"
they stared at eachother for a long time. the needles from the pine trees landing gently in between them. then wolf spoke once again.
"i see a great journey ahead of you young falcon, your wings are strong and your feathers are not yet damaged. if you permit me, i would like to help you along the path."
falcon was surprised, as wolfs are usually different, but this one seemed to be a guardian of the forest rather than a hunter of many.
wolf spoke once more: "know this, if ever there is a time when you need help, all you must do is use your mighty screech, and i will hear it in the hills, and let out my howl, seek me then, i will be there always."
they both smiled and waved goodbye as wolf sought out his dinner for that evening, and falcon once again took flight.
our story has just begun, and many stories have ended, stories the wolf has seen end, and the falcon too, so wolf assumed.
if you enjoy tales of friendship, smiles, tears, long winter nights, and warm summer days, this is one.
-for u