RUNNING WOLF

On Sunday morning there was great excitement at the bridge.
A Daddy was coming to take his babies home. The sky became very bright just as it always does when a beloved parent arrives. Pooky the tender of the babies knew that a very special person was coming this fine day. He was the Grandfather of the Wolfpack that Pooky had begun. Lobowolf, his Silverson and Pooky's Daddy, had called to Pooky on his special star to watch for him. He heard the sadness in his voice-he heard the howling of his Daddy’s Wolfpack begging Grandfather to stay. But it was not to be and Pooky got the call to gather all of Grandfather Running Wolf's babies at the bridge so they would be ready when their daddy came. A good bye party was hastily planned so all could bid them adieu- until the day they would meet again. The day they were called to cross over the Rainbow Bridge with their special friend. Dede and Doogie were playing in the meadow with their brothers and sisters when Pooky came to get her. Somehow when the sky lit up they knew this time it lit up for them and their family. They watched the sky with eager anticipation. He was spotted walking towards them from the clouds. They raced across the meadow and ran to his open arms. They rained happy kisses on his face as he kneeled down arms opened wide to hold his babies. They had been separated so long. They looked into his eyes and he told them,”my loves now is the time. At last I am here with you. I am young and strong again and we will walk together over the Rainbow Bridge. It’s finally time for us to go home. I am eager to see all who went before me and are waiting now across the way.” Looking over in the distance they saw a crowd on the other side of the Rainbow Bridge. They looked back and saw tears streaming down their daddy’s face. He said to them, “I am so happy to be here with you and excited to see my family and friends who are waiting for us.” Dede asked,” Then why are you crying?” He told them, “I am crying for the loved ones I had to leave behind. I feel their tears and grief. I hope they know that I will always be watching over them and I will come to lend support when they need me. I cry that my great-grandchildren will know me only through stories. I love them so much. I hear them calling to me especially your mommy and your Aunts and Uncle. I told Oreo to bring my shoes and put them on the sofa-as a sign of my love and continued devotion. Kelsee, Oreo, and Snozie gave me a bunch of wet kisses. I told them one day we will all be together, but until then to keep watch over their Mommy. I kissed your Mommy Ruth as she slept and called her name in the night.(smile) I pray that she will know peace and joy from all the love that we shared-over 59 years together. I kissed each of my children and grandchildren and great-grandchildren. Then I sent a bright star to light up the sky and tell all my devoted friends, my cyber –daughters and my special SilverSon I will always be watching over them. Just look to the brightest star-the one Nashoba Ahalaia (Carewolf) named for me and I will hear them. Now it is time for us to begin our journey.” They all turned towards the bridge and started walking. As they disappeared into the mist the white wolf smiled.

Nashoba Ahalaia aka Carewolf (Carol)

Running Wolf aka Nashoba Mafo was a very special man. We will never see such greatness again. I miss him so very much as do all who knew him. I ask for prayers for his family and friends who all are taking his loss so severely. I really think there could be a flood from all the tears that have been and will be shed in his honor. You may meet him if you didn't know him at: mack.50megs.com

You can hear Mack sing at:carol10.com/contents-castleden.html and please read the Pankanli stories:

Pankanli

Soulmates

I don't know should I change the story? have her see him climb the bridge? have his tell her he is tired now and wants to be with his ancesters. he will always be there in her heart and watching over her form the special star they used to talk to everynight before she went to bed. The last thing he always said to her was, "Sleep Gently My Little One"

He told me that at night. said bye-bye and did (((((((((((((((((LJP)))))))))))))))))) Oh Daddy how can this be -just memeories now. he will live on through the stories we tell to the next generation. Brittany loved the Pankanli Tales -I haven't told her. The last thing he took off his computer was a card from her.

Love and Blessings
Carewolf

Native American Tale