For the next few years, the wolf took care of the baby day and night. When the boy wasn't sleeping, he was awake and crying, telling the wolf that he was hungry. The wolf was a great hunter, and a better parent than anyone would've been. Once the baby got older, he began to get more and more restless. The wolf would get the baby out of his crib once in a while to play with him. The boy laughed, learned to walk, and even said his first word, wolf.
Once the boy got old enough, he learned how to hunt. He was six years old and him and the wolf would go out and get some food. They started out with just squirrels, so it would be easy enough for the six year old boy. He never liked killing the animals, they were part of his family, but he had to eat to survive. He sometimes traded his squirrels with people in the town for some clothes and other foods. Everyone was so surprised that a boy as young as he was was hunting! They were very generous to him and some people even wanted to have him live with them, but he turned down the offer every time. He only had one family member, the wolf that had taken care of him ever since that day when his parents abandoned him. Most of the people that he came across were so nice, they gave him everything. Soon, he was known all across the town as "The Little Huntsman."
One day, when the little huntsman came back to the cave after a long day of trading with the town, his wolf was gone! He began to panic, where could he be? Is he in trouble? The boy ran out of the cave with his bow and arrow. He stopped for a moment; he had heard howling in the distance. He followed the sound, only to see his wolf being attacked by a big black bear. The little huntsman acted fast, he inserted an arrow into his bow and quickly pulled back. He aimed the arrow straight towards the bear. His arms were shaking of nervousness; he was having trouble holding the bow back. He didn't want to kill the bear, he couldn't he just wanted to hurt it so that it would run away from the wolf. He let go of the bow and sent it hurling towards the bear. The arrow pierced its back, and it ran off whimpering. The boy ran towards the wolf and wrapped his arms around it.
"Oh my gosh you scared me to death," said the boy crying, "I would never be able to live on if you died!" The wolf whimpered in reply. They needed each other, and they would never be separated.