Many years ago there lived a family of Wolves. The Alpha Wolf was called Homer, the Mother Wolf was Dora and the baby Wolf was named Fearless, they lived with their grandpa Jacky. One morning grandpa went looking for food to bring to the family. He got ready, packed his bag, got his knife and spear, then took of to the hunting area, “Bye grandpa” said Fearless.
“Bye” said grandpa Jacky. So he took off.
When he arrived at the hunting field, he saw a very nice looking sheep a few steps away from him. “Mmm yummy” he said as he quickly grabbed his spear, he pulled his arm back with heaps of force then suddenly, “ROOAR”
Grandpa paused for a moment. “Who was that? Hello is anyone there? Show your self!” shouted Jacky.
Unexpectedly a huge polar bear leaped towards Jacky’s back. He jumped away and the bear fell beside him. Jacky faced the bear he didn't want to run because of his reputation as a professional kung fu fighter. He karate chopped the bears left ear off, “ROAR” The bear got angry, and tried to punch Jacky but he dodged it. When Jacky was defending himself, he gave the bear a hard knee-kick to the chin, breaking his neck, the beard suddenly fell to the ground, grandpa had something different for dinner.
That evening Homer, Jacky’s son, came back from work very tired. As he slumped on the couch for a rest a loud knock at the door alerted them to a visitor, Dora opened the door then screamed at the sight of a polar bear standing in front of her, laughter began to be heard as she quietened down. So grandpa Jacky threw back the head on his shoulders, wearing the polar bear as a cloak. ”Don’t worry my little one, I have returned with dinner.”
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