Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-24267938-20130801222706/@comment-8209010-20130804165855

Lupus then found a nice tree to sleep under. He dozed off, and dreamed of a memory of his training with Lupa.

''Pay attention, cub. This is very important.'' Lupus ran over to her to listen. He was about 8.

Now this is the law of the wolfpack,

as old, and as true, as the sky.

And the wolf who may keep it shall prosper,

and the wolf who will break it must die.

As the creeper that girdles the tree trunk, 

''the law runneth forward and back. ''

For the strength of the pack is the wolf,

and the strength of the wolf...is the pack.