Bed Time

Eleven Timberwolf pups all well behaved. Danced and played in the pack's cave. The sun has gone down and in the Everfree. Eleven little Timberwolf pups play under the cloudy night sea. They jump and bounce and run around. They sing and howl and roll on the ground. They play and play with absolutely no fear; for nothing can hurt them when mommy is near. They tumble and roll on the cave floor. They howl and then yawn, and play some more. Mommy stands up, and calls them nigh. So they dance and hop up to mommy's side.

"Oh mommy," one began. "Do you want to play with me?"

"Oh yes play. We can swim in the lake or climb up a tree."

"No my little pups the night has begun. It's time for sleeping until tomorrow's sun." She grabbed her little puppies and pulled them all up close. It was the last part of the day, and of it she'd make the most. "And in your dreams I will play with all of you. Through fields of Zap Apples we'll run through. And should you have bad dreams know your mommy is here. There is nothing in this world that my precious puppies need fear."

"But mommy I'm not tired not at all."

"Yes I can stay up till the moon starts to fall."

"Can't I play in the woods with the pack; see I'm so big and tall."

"See mommy the moon isn't even high."

"It's just barely on the edge of the sky."

"Now my little puppies," Mommy said with a smile. "Why don't you lay down with Mommy a while." And she lay down with her pups all about. She smiled and said before any could pout. "And once I have begun my rest, you all may dance, play, and fest. For Mommy just want's to lay with her little ones, and fall asleep surrounded by her precious daughters and sons."

"Mommy can we play tomorrow?" one asked with a yawn

"We can play all day; we'll start at the break of dawn."

"Mommy listen to my song." She howled and the others joined along. The song was quick and did not last long. Mommy smiled as she listened to her little throng.

"That was very nice my little pups. Now I will sing for you my little loves." She began to sing and it echoed in the cave. Everfree was filled with the song that she gave. Up in the cloudy sky. Up with the moon and the stars so high, The whole of heavens and earth were filled with a mommy's lullaby.

Sleep now in Mommy's embrace.
See now Mommy's face.
Sleep and know that you are safe.
As you sleep in your mommy's embrace.

The pups all let out soft yawns, as their mommy continued her gentle song. As the clouds softly rolled up in the moon lit seas. Mommy continued to sing. That they would find rest and only the happiest of dreams.

And as assuredly as the Zap Apples come.
One day you will blossom.
So sleep with me for tonight.
Until the sun comes with its light.

The little Timberwolf puppies snuggled up to their mommy. Knowing that there they were safe from jeopardy, and from all around the Forest Everfree the pack started to sing with their mommy. As one by one brothers and sisters started to sing. To the song the puppies own howls and yawns they did bring. Mommy smiled and howled too, and once the howling was finished she continued. To sing her lullaby. That her puppies could dream about prancing in the sky.

As assuredly as the Zap Apples appear.
Know that your mommy is always near,
Nothing exist to keep us apart.
For I am always with you and you're in my heart.

"Mommy," one little pup began with a yawn, "what will we play when the night has gone."

"Can we climb trees and swim in the lake? And can we sing and dance once we awake?"

"Or can we play in the Everfree; pretending to hunt mandicors and cockatrices?"

"Or may we run through the blue flowers that cover the ground, and dance and play in them and run all around?"

"Can we play big and strong and act like we're hunting all the night long?"

"Or can we howl and fill the forest with our song?" the last one finished with a big yawn.

"All of these things we can do and more. After all, loving and caring are what mommies are for. And I love and care for all my pups . All of you are precious." The moon had not even rose above the trees. Which waved back and forth in the early night breeze. And to help ease their long day out. She nuzzled and licked each pup that lay round about. Closing their eyes they drifted to sleep to prance in the skies or swim in lakes deep. And the last thing they heard before they said good-bye. Was their loving mother's lullaby.

Sleep my precious little ones.
My beloved daughters and sons.
One day you will be big and strong.
And fill the night with your song.
But for now sleep in mommy's embrace.
And know that here you are safe.
In your dreams I'll meet you there.
In orchards of Zap Apples ever fair.
So Sleep and dream and dream in peace.
For mommy loves you all.

And with her puppies all safe and about her; she yawned closed her eyes. That she could join her babies up in the skies. Where surely they danced, played, howled, and pranced. And when the new day came with new unknown things. Her puppies would awake to all that the next day brings. The first thing that they'd see the first thing that they'd know. Is that their mommy is always about. Ready, able, and willing to dispel all fears, worries, and doubts. She closed her eyes and soft drifted away. Ready for the bight morning day.

Author's Note:

Getting this to 1000 words was a real pain. But still it was necessary after all I saw not a single story that put the Timberwolves in a positive light.

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WyngsTriumphant #1 · Feb 15th, 2017 · · ·

Well done. Good to see someone understanding of animals, even the ones that seem to be cruel and ruthless by nature. A certain yellow Pegasus would be proud.

I feel this story could have been a tad better if it had been formatted differently. Don't get me wrong, the lyrics and rhythm work great, but the formatting is a little distracting. I'm not saying each sentence should be spaced out to an entire line, that would be dangerously long. But as it is, the formatting lacks a bit.

Looking at the "Similar" tab to the right of this box... I'm sorry to say you're not the first to portray them in a positive light. You are one of the few, so congratulations on that.