Greeley's father

"Father, I'm sorry, I just couldn't catch the-" Greely began, but his father thundered loudly: "You're no wolf" he scoffed. "Your just a big puppy, get over it, Greely and then maybe i'd let you sleep inside" his father said. His father was an extremely cold wolf, and a bit of a narcissist, too, considering he uses his words to frighten Greely to the point of becoming cold. "I am ss-so so-orr-ry" said Greely, beginning to whine and cry, like a pup. "Pitiful, you are, pitiful, I could pity you, but i'd prefer to see you break before my knees wolf, so look at me Greeley, and be honest." he said. Greely sighed. "Yes...father" he sucked in the tears, and tried his best not to free them again. "Be honest and tell me, to my face, are you afraid of me?" asked his father. Greeley whimpered, and cowered lower than before. "TELL ME BOY! DOES THE SCAREDY CAT HAVE YOUR TONGUE" he said. Greely flinched in the presence of his father. "As I thought.....Go inside the volcano, now, while I take care of real wolf things" said his father, before leaving his son, sitting on the grass, eyes filled with tears. "I\I didn't CATCH THE PH-PH-PHANTOOOM!" cried greely, as his father ran off, greely could almost feel the dignity and coldness coming off of his father, and hitting him in the face, than dunking him and his emotions in lava. This was Greely's life everyday, before his dad died later in life when greely was twelve years old. But anyways, Greely lay there on the cold grass for a moment, watching his terrible father finally leave him alone to himself, so that he could cry alone, and reflect on the daily antics that his father made to effect greeleys emotions. To his dad, Greeley was only a plastic wolf toy, that he can throw around and break anytime he wanted, and he took pleasure in this, because greeleys father loved to control people, something he wasn't used to doing with himself.

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Greely sat next to a large pool of lava in his fathers den, and one single tear drop fell from his eyes and plopped subtly into the molten lava beneath him. "Is father right? Am I nothing more than a puppy?" Greely asked himself in his head. Greely was wrong. Very wrong. His father never was right, and never will be, no matter how much he shows off his dignity to everyone he lays his blind eyes on, he'll never be who he thinks he is, and what he thinks he is, is something that he believes nobody can achieve, but the one he hates out of all animals, is his own son, has achieved this already, being a strong, young capable wolf, who is challenged by his father everyday, is amazing. It's just that Greely believes everything his father says, and still is strong enough to keep going, and keep getting up after a breakdown, is amazing, and not common with others, especially in this circumstance, when that young one has to overcome his challenges when he is older, and become an alpha, a position that will restrict him from having a breakdown, forever. Greely's father was the first Woodland alpha (Their last name) and so, he was serious about his job, so serious, that the way he treated greely was was reflective of how he wanted greely to act, never letting his guard down was what was expected of greely, ever since he was able to understand words. This is the reason why greely should be much more respected in the community. end of my statement-