(Directed towards @FoxProductionz for arguing about that wolves aren't better): So there once lived a little boy named Tim. He was a happy farm boy, and lived with his parents on a country ranch. He was an only child, and found himself sometimes lonely. One day, when running around in the corn field he heard a sound... Coming from behind.... No wait... in front, Now from the side... Tim had no idea what it was... until it hit him... One big fluffy wolf came out of the corn, but instead of being a nasty mean fox, it licked his face and instantly they became friends. Tim walked back to the barn with his new found friend, and his parents weren't really fond of having a wolf. But once they saw the connection the boy and the wolf had, they accepted his company. The wolf would comfort the boy, be with him in the hardest moments, and even act like a dog. Tim enjoyed having a companion around, and had many fun hours with the wolf. One day came, where the boy went missing. He was outside in the corn yard, and didn't come back for dinner. The day was coming to an end, but it was too hot for a child to be out for so long. The parents called the police, and they searched for hours and hours and still found no sign or trace of the boy. When they were about to give up hope, they heard a bark. All the people who were searching, including the police were silent. There was the bark again. Then a howl. The police ran after the sounds, leading them to a creek. On the other side, laid the boy washed up and alive on the river bank. And his wolf by his side. If it weren't for this brave wolf, the boy would have drown. And that is why, wolves are better than foxes (only fox) <3 R.I.P @FoxProductionz 2k16
It was another fine day when Tim and his friend wolf were strolling around a pond. It was a warm, sunny day; a perfect time for a walk. They were halfway around the lake when they heard a little quack. Tim scanned his surroundings. A tiny ball of yellow caught his eye. He looked closely. It was a duck; by himself, swimming slowly in small circles, occasionally letting out small quacks. Tim and the wolf walked closer to the edge of the pond and sat down. The duck 's eyes brightened and he began swimming towards them. Tim slowly raised his hands as the duck got closer to grab the wolf in case he jumped out at the duck; but the wolf just sat quietly, watching the duck with interest. He sighed in relief. The duck reached the edge of the pond and let out a gentle quack. Tim smiled and reached out his hand and gently touched the small duck's head. It was still a duckling- and he was alone. Maybe abandoned. Tim slowly grabbed the duckling in his hands and raised it out of the water. He let out another adorable quack. The wolf barked softly once and shifted closer to give the duckling a warm lick. The duckling didn't seem to be afraid. Since that day, Tim, the wolf and the duck became best friends.
yo I was about to write a novel length response to this with chapters and all that but it's late and I'm lazy
The river was made of soysauces and we tried to rip him apart but too bad that wolf came and saved that goddamn Tim
My two cents. 1. You made up this story 2. Df the wolf would beat that boy in a heartbeat if not attack him on sight
nah Im still better at making stories than u xD nah just kidding xD the ending....... I NEED A SEQUEL!