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"Long, long ago, when the world was still taking it's first breaths, there lived only one. She was the great Mother Mountain.
But great as she was, she was very lonely. So she started making creatures to keep her company. She made the crow and the mouse, and the cunning fox and the sharp eared rabbit, to chase each other all round the world for her amusement. She made the moose, a slow witted companion with a stone head made from her base. He was content to graze at her feet and chat the day away.

Mother Mountain spent her days making many, many animals to keep her company, and though she loved each and every one, she could not satisfy her longing for true company, because each animal eventually wandered into the world. All animals leave their mothers eventually, you see. She decided to try one more time.
So she took a piece of her soul, cracked it in two, and sculpted it into a final pair of creatures.
The She-Wolf and the Man.

"Hello, Mother." Said the Man. "You are so beautiful and strong, may I make my home from your stones so that I may live with you always?"

"Yes, yes!" Said Mother Mountain. She rumbled and shook so hard in her happiness that rocks tumbled from her head all the way to the bottom, and Man built himself a home on her toes.

"Hello Mother." Growled Wolf. "You are so wise and cunning, sitting there all the time making new animals. May I stay with you always, and hunt the creatures that you have birthed?"

"Yes! Oh yes!" Cried Mother Mountain. She shook so hard this time that a thunderous pile of snow came down and drove the deer and the elk and the rabbit right into the She-Wolf's paws.

"You have blessed us with your very soul, Mother." Said the Man and the Wolf. "We feel your own great loyalty living in our bodies."

Mother Mountain was finally pleased, so she sat back on the earth and rested.

But that same great loyalty is what drove Man and Wolf and Mountain apart.

Remember that Wolf and Man were created from the very same piece of soul. They shared a bond that brought them together again and again, to hunt and protect each other. Their bond grew so great in time that they would not be separated. She-Wolf still sang a beautiful song to the final piece of their shared soul, and Man painted his best pictures for her in the walls of her mountain caves.

But Mother was growing jealous, for Wolf and Man were growing closer, and she knew that they loved each other very much. And so, with a great shaking of the Earth, she called the two before her.

"I grow tired of your love." She said to them, in a loud voice as hard and cold as the stones on her crown. She needn't say more, Wolf and Man understood and fell to the ground begging for forgiveness, if they could only stay together. Great Mother Mountain grew angrier and angrier, seeing how heartbroken the two were to be separated.

She tore the two apart with all of her strength, and stripped them of their ability to communicate with each other just to be sure.
It was over. Man and Wolf would never see each other again, thought Mother Mountain.

Both creatures tried in vain to reach each other. Man wandered with his pack every day, and the She-Wolf sung with hers every night, but they neither saw nor heard each other for the space of many years.

Finally, Man called to Mother Mountain, crying to her sadly. "Oh Mother, if I cannot have the She-Wolf, can you at least grant me a companion to ease this terrible emptiness I feel inside?"

The Great Mother thought long and hard about this request. She was still hurt over Man's love for Wolf, and Wolf's for Man, but she knew the pain of being lonely, a pain that she still felt after casting her final creatures away.

Before she could answer Man though, another voice called out in song.

"Oh Mother, if I cannot have Man, can you at least grant him one of my children, so that a part of me can be with him always?"

This time Mother did not hesitate to answer.

"I will grant you both your wish." She rumbled. "But only if you grant mine."

"Anything you ask, oh Great Mother Who Created Us!" Cried the two.

"You, Man and Wolf, Who I Created," Boomed Mother. "must never unite again. You will teach your children to fear, and to keep away from one another."

With much grief in their hearts, the two agreed. Mother would have it no other way.

And so Mother Mountain reached inside of the Wolf and the Man and took a small piece of their souls, and reunited them.
What came of this was a creature not unlike a wolf, yet not alike, either.

And then Mother Mountain, with a great splash of tears, took the remainder of her own soul and put it in the New Creature. Her dying gift to the animal was all of the fierce, aching love that she felt for the She-Wolf and Man and Elk and Crow and Fox and all of her creations.

Wolf and Man still cannot unite without conflict, but Wolf is happy knowing that Man has a piece of her to protect him and love him unconditionally, for in even the smallest dog, there lies a bit of wolf soul."

Tahlo finished his story and raised his head from the awestruck pups, looking towards the snow capped mountain.

"She still stands to remind us of her sacrifice. Tonight we howl for our true birth mother."

The black Mixed Pup wiggled forward, towards Tahlo's paws, as if he had a question.

"Yes, Niru?" The gray wolf addressed him.

"Even me?" The pup said, excitement shining in his blue eyes.

"Yes, little one." Tahlo nudged him with his snout.

"You have the soul of the First Wolf and the blood of the First Dog."

Niru smiled, and Tahlo knew that it was the truth.

Description
"Long, long ago, when the world was still taking it's first breaths, there lived only one. She was the great Mother Mountain.
But great as she was, she was very lonely. So she started making creatures to keep her company. She made the crow and the mouse, and the cunning fox and the sharp eared rabbit, to chase each other all round the world for her amusement. She made the moose, a slow witted companion with a stone head made from her base. He was content to graze at her feet and chat the day away.

Mother Mountain spent her days making many, many animals to keep her company, and though she loved each and every one, she could not satisfy her longing for true company, because each animal eventually wandered into the world. All animals leave their mothers eventually, you see. She decided to try one more time.
So she took a piece of her soul, cracked it in two, and sculpted it into a final pair of creatures.
The She-Wolf and the Man.

"Hello, Mother." Said the Man. "You are so beautiful and strong, may I make my home from your stones so that I may live with you always?"

"Yes, yes!" Said Mother Mountain. She rumbled and shook so hard in her happiness that rocks tumbled from her head all the way to the bottom, and Man built himself a home on her toes.

"Hello Mother." Growled Wolf. "You are so wise and cunning, sitting there all the time making new animals. May I stay with you always, and hunt the creatures that you have birthed?"

"Yes! Oh yes!" Cried Mother Mountain. She shook so hard this time that a thunderous pile of snow came down and drove the deer and the elk and the rabbit right into the She-Wolf's paws.

"You have blessed us with your very soul, Mother." Said the Man and the Wolf. "We feel your own great loyalty living in our bodies."

Mother Mountain was finally pleased, so she sat back on the earth and rested.

But that same great loyalty is what drove Man and Wolf and Mountain apart.

Remember that Wolf and Man were created from the very same piece of soul. They shared a bond that brought them together again and again, to hunt and protect each other. Their bond grew so great in time that they would not be separated. She-Wolf still sang a beautiful song to the final piece of their shared soul, and Man painted his best pictures for her in the walls of her mountain caves.

But Mother was growing jealous, for Wolf and Man were growing closer, and she knew that they loved each other very much. And so, with a great shaking of the Earth, she called the two before her.

"I grow tired of your love." She said to them, in a loud voice as hard and cold as the stones on her crown. She needn't say more, Wolf and Man understood and fell to the ground begging for forgiveness, if they could only stay together. Great Mother Mountain grew angrier and angrier, seeing how heartbroken the two were to be separated.

She tore the two apart with all of her strength, and stripped them of their ability to communicate with each other just to be sure.
It was over. Man and Wolf would never see each other again, thought Mother Mountain.

Both creatures tried in vain to reach each other. Man wandered with his pack every day, and the She-Wolf sung with hers every night, but they neither saw nor heard each other for the space of many years.

Finally, Man called to Mother Mountain, crying to her sadly. "Oh Mother, if I cannot have the She-Wolf, can you at least grant me a companion to ease this terrible emptiness I feel inside?"

The Great Mother thought long and hard about this request. She was still hurt over Man's love for Wolf, and Wolf's for Man, but she knew the pain of being lonely, a pain that she still felt after casting her final creatures away.

Before she could answer Man though, another voice called out in song.

"Oh Mother, if I cannot have Man, can you at least grant him one of my children, so that a part of me can be with him always?"

This time Mother did not hesitate to answer.

"I will grant you both your wish." She rumbled. "But only if you grant mine."

"Anything you ask, oh Great Mother Who Created Us!" Cried the two.

"You, Man and Wolf, Who I Created," Boomed Mother. "must never unite again. You will teach your children to fear, and to keep away from one another."

With much grief in their hearts, the two agreed. Mother would have it no other way.

And so Mother Mountain reached inside of the Wolf and the Man and took a small piece of their souls, and reunited them.
What came of this was a creature not unlike a wolf, yet not alike, either.

And then Mother Mountain, with a great splash of tears, took the remainder of her own soul and put it in the New Creature. Her dying gift to the animal was all of the fierce, aching love that she felt for the She-Wolf and Man and Elk and Crow and Fox and all of her creations.

Wolf and Man still cannot unite without conflict, but Wolf is happy knowing that Man has a piece of her to protect him and love him unconditionally, for in even the smallest dog, there lies a bit of wolf soul."

Tahlo finished his story and raised his head from the awestruck pups, looking towards the snow capped mountain.

"She still stands to remind us of her sacrifice. Tonight we howl for our true birth mother."

The black Mixed Pup wiggled forward, towards Tahlo's paws, as if he had a question.

"Yes, Niru?" The gray wolf addressed him.

"Even me?" The pup said, excitement shining in his blue eyes.

"Yes, little one." Tahlo nudged him with his snout.

"You have the soul of the First Wolf and the blood of the First Dog."

Niru smiled, and Tahlo knew that it was the truth.