L.I To write a pourquoi explaining how/why something is.
Why Wolves Howl.
Once upon a time, in a land full of crisp white snow, dotted with tall winter elms, there lived a wolf pack. These wolves cared for their young, and worked in a team to hunt down the mighty elk, whose meat was tasty, chewy and nutritious. But there was one problem with this pack. They didn’t know how to communicate. Every time the males went away on a hunting party, it took them days and days to scent the pack again. Many of the wolves did not return from these trips, either because of the tiring journey back, or because of the accidental cross over between other packs.
One day, the pack was lumbering lazily through the winter forest, leaving paw prints encrusted in the powdery snow behind them. An undersized teenage wolf was falling behind, jumping on the snow moles burrowing in the deep fresh fallen snow, when he stepped on a hunter's trap. “Owwwwwwwwwwwwwww!” He howled. The wolf pack stopped in their tracks. The leader of the pack turned around very slowly, his knowledgeable brown eyes filled with astonishment. “Do that again.” he yapped. So the puzzled teen wolf repeated his long, powerful sounding howl. The leader stood still. For a long time, he just looked, staring unflinchingly at the teen. Finally, he said, “I shall now resign from my post of wolf leader, and shall present it to this young wolf, as a sign of the packs gratitude to you for finding our new way of communicating.” The teen wolf was amazed, and a little bit stunned. The wolves parted, leaving a path for the wolf to make his way to the front. He is now the new leader.
The next day, the teen wolf, who is now named Torak, taught everyone in the pack to howl. They shared their invention with neighbouring wolf packs, and the howl became very handy to the wolf species.
So if you ever hear a wolf pack howling, see if you can pick out the loudest, longest, most powerful one, and that howl will always belong to the teen wolf, Torak.
By Amelia
