polbo

Well my Mother was 16 when she had me so decided against raising me, and just threw me out into the British Columbian wilderness. There I found myself surrounded by wolves, instead of the normal wolf instinct of ripping me apart for food they decided to take me as there own. So for years they trained me in the arts of becoming a wolf. I spent many days howling at the moon, hunting deer, and marking my territory. When i turned 18 the wolves let me go on my own and I became something that suited my wolfishly traits. I took all my prior experience as a wolf and became …. a accountant. Hey I wa s good with numbers.