"I am a wolf. This is the story of how I met a very, very good friend.

Long ago, I wandered around the forest I called my home. I was usually by myself, just doing my own thing. Sometimes, my life seemed really good. But often, I wished things were different. I would sometimes get lonely.

As a wolf, I needed food. Somehow, through all that long time, I managed to survive. Even through the night, when monsters would come. I disliked these mobs. They seemed cruel and unkind. I wanted to fight them, but I knew that alone I could not overcome them. But they left me alone. Except the skeletons. There is great enmity between wolves and skeletons. The skeletons did some great harm to us wolves in the distant past, and we have always been fighting them since then.

Sometimes I would meet other wolves in the forest. I loved the times when I was among my own kind. But these times never lasted. In the end, my friends would always part ways with me, often never to be seen again.

One day, I was wandering around the woods, wondering if my life would always remain like this, or if a change was coming. As I walked, I became aware of some noises nearby. It sounded as if trees were being cut down. Not knowing what else to do, I went towards the sound to investigate. When I arrived at the source of the noise, I saw a player harvesting wood with an axe. He finished cutting down the tree he was standing under, and then he looked around. He saw me standing there. He got out some bones and walked towards me. He offered me the bones, and I accepted them. And with that, our friendship began.

Now, I am so grateful to my friend! He feeds me, and I help him out. Together, we protect others from those same monsters I had feared before. We are happy together, and our friendship grows always stronger.

And it all started with our surprise meeting that day in the forest."

Written by Lemilas for the Animal Whisperer Blog Contest

Special thanks to the Minecraft wolves/dogs who inspired me to write this story!