Sky bird upon returning to his tribe called all the tribal chieftains together and declared war on this Wolfen. “We will fight this monster to the death” said Sky bird,

There are other tribes who would just give up their young to this beast to feast upon, but I will not! We will not!

Go back to your families and prepare to go into the forest for the fight of our lives.

We are two- hundred strong and every man will go into this forest to protect his family.

This tribunal is complete!

All the tribesmen of the Sky bird tribe walked away chanting;

Will defeat the wolfen beast

Will avoid this awful feast

Will defend our tribe till death

Against this Wolfen Beast.

The forest started to smell of death, the Wolfen was feasting on the young of all animals in the forest, and no adult animal even tried to save their young.

Lions, Tigers and Bears alike stepped aside and let the Wolfen take their young.

This was the third moon and it was time for the human feast and all the tribes were in their own ways preparing for the full moon that night.

Back at Shiloh’s tribe, the men had set a fire around the perimeter of the tribe, hoping that would keep the Wolfen out at least that night. Shiloh came out when he smelled fire and yelled at the tribesmen “The Wolfen is everywhere and nowhere my brothers, you can’t avoid this!

The writings of our ancestors are true, and though it will destroy many of us we must do the only thing that will save the rest of your children and your wives.

Let the fires burn, but the fire won’t keep it out when it want’s to come in.

May the Sky Gods be with us in this time of turmoil?

All of a sudden through the fire came Nanati.

What brings you here Nanati? Said Shiloh, with tears in his eyes he said my tribe tried to fight this Wolfen and they all perished just as you said Shiloh, I escaped amongst the massacre. I stopped for a second and looked back at my tribal home and it was gone.

Shiloh pulled him into his arms and said “you are now my son”

I feel your pain, and though I know it will not pass in many moons I will be your rock. Nanati fell to his knees and thanked Shiloh for the blessing he had bestowed upon him.

Sky bird and his two hundred fighters were in a ferocious battle with this monster, and after a heroic fight they all were dead, and every elder, woman and child were killed there after. The Wolfen passed through every tribe that didn’t obey him and massacred them all. You could hear the screams of the women and children as he was on his killing spree.

Shiloh at this time was leading his tribe to the forest alter and everyone was crying and holding their young tightly in their embraces.

When they reached the altar they all made a circle around the stone altar and lit fires to the torches around it.

Everyone sat and waited for the Wolfen to appear.

The screams were deafening through out the forest and Shiloh noticed that no one else decided to give in but his tribe and that made him very unhappy. He fell to his knees before the altar and screamed to the Sky Gods “WHY MUST WE BE THE ONLY!!! WHY!

As he said that the winds picked up and a howling came from deep in the forest.

A voice came from all directions and it said;

PUT ALL THE YOUNG INTO THE ALTAR…NOW!!

The women got up with their young, crying and screaming for the Gods to help them.

They put the babies in the altar, walked away and fell to the ground weeping as the Wolfen approached the altar.

This was the first time the people of the forest actually seen this monster not in battle.

It stood eight feet tall, and walked upright. Eyes green as lime and teeth that were as sharp as knifes. It was bloody from head to toe and it smelled of the worst thing we had ever smelled.

It walked up to the altar, bent its head back and howled so loudly that it hurt our ears.

Then it spoke again;

SILENCE! ONE AND ALL!

BECAUSE OF YOUR OBEDIENCE YOU WILL ALL BE SPARED.

BECAUSE YOU GAVE ME WHAT I ASKED, YOU AND YOUR YOUNG WILL

LIVE TO WRITE THE STORY OF THIS NIGHT.

I WILL RETURN AND I WILL WREAK HAVOC AGAIN IN ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY YEARS!

TELL THEM ALL OF ME, AND TELL THEM THAT I AM THE WOLFEN

AND IF THEY GIVE ME WHAT I WANT I WILL GO AWAY.

As he said that, the winds blew ferociously and the Wolfen disappeared.

Shiloh got up and asked was everyone okay while the women and men of the tribe raced up to the altar and grabbed their young and began hugging and kissing them.

Shiloh yelled ‘Silence!” and everyone turned to him, and Shiloh said “We thank you Sky God for this blessing you have bestowed upon this tribe.

Because of our faith we were spared, because of our faith we are left to replenish the forest with tribes that will come from the fruits of our love for one another.

We will remember and we will tell the story as it happened to our children so that they can relay the message to all future tribes.

"The End"