Author's note: Just fixing some grammar issues after a few years because why not.
Wolfs of the Forbidden Oasis
Chapter 1 "Companionship"
The cave was very cold and dreary. I was unaware as to why I was here in this lonely place. With no reason as to why I was moving deeper into the cavern, but I was determined to figure out why I am here. As I plunge deeper in to the abyss.
I venture further into this abyss I ponder as to why I'm here. I continue moving forward lost in my thoughts I come upon what appears to be an underground oasis. A small lake glimmering as moonlight hits it. It was a peaceful sight as the moon glowed I could see a lush forest growing.
I gazed around the oasis as I come upon a mighty oak tree that appeared to be thousands of years old in this oasis untouched by man. As cloud block the lunar light the tranquility of the oasis seems too stop as if someone flip a switch. Darkness fell upon the underground oasis, and I once again felt the cold of the dark abyss.
While I stand here in the darkness in this once tranquil place. I felt a deep longing to once again gaze upon the moon. For it gave the one thing I felt a need for a companion for I never felt the cold or dreariness of this devilish place while I gazed upon it. I no longer felt alone.
I remember a time in which I never had to fear being alone. Playing with my siblings, brothers and sisters alike, as mother and father watched over us. I recall sleeping under this mighty oak falling into a slumber as the sound of water lullabied me to sleep. I remember my first hunt with my father and brothers we managed to take down a buck, Father was proud. Those were the times I was never alone.
The clouds moved, and I could once again see the shine of my companion through the ceiling of this tranquil yet lonely place. I gaze at the moon as to ask it, "Why do you not sing to me as I once did for you". The answer is as it was years ago. Silence, for while I love to sing to my companion they never sing to me. How I do long for the sound of my friend's song, but they did not sing for me.
At one time I hate my companion for not singing back to me as I sung to them. Later in my years I learn that it was singing to me, but I was too young to hear it was singing the greatest song of life. Understand, while my companion is quiet in nature. Its silence was the way to show that it did listen to my song. For it was still my truest companion.
