Again, this is set in the Pig and Whistle universe.
A man enters a forest clearing and sits down on a fallen log. Quietly he sits; five minutes pass, then ten, then twenty, but he continues to patiently wait at this spot. In time, he turns in the direction of a rustling bush, and sees a wolf emerge into the clearing. The man is not afraid. For a moment, the two do nothing but regard each other before the man places a small package on the ground. The wolf slowly approaches and cautiously inspects the item. After taking in its scent, the wolf looks up at the man, and he sees confusion reflected in its eyes—a flicker of a long forgotten memory. It lasts but an instant before the wolf takes the package in its jaws and makes its way back into the woods. Only after its image fades into the trees does the man rise from the log and make his own way out of the forest.
“Happy Birthday, son.”
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