A Wishful Wolfish Dream. - For It Was Prophesied That The Wolf's Beloved Would Come Down To Him, Once, In The 18th Year Of His Life. That Day He Would Stand Tall With Her Under The Shade Of The Blossom Tree. Whilst The Mischief Winds Would Chase Away The Clouds. Alas! Fate Never Kept Its End Of The Bargain, For The Wolf Never Knew About Such A Prophesy. And Now Its Just A Wishful Wolfish Dream.