(for children)

child Lobo

If the mishap were mother, her son called wolfox, that poor dog terrified, having escaped from a fierce storm had gone to the city Feliunacia, much farther north of Moscow, the city in which people paint striped cats.


Feliunacia was a kingdom filled with chairs and balls of wool, wool from all over the world, also had drawers, cupboards and all kinds of secret places where people were hiding. But mostly there were many cats and all kinds, but there was a species that was most admired and respected among them, if matched, this is nothing more and nothing less than the striped cats, it was believed that they were worthy descendants of the tigers, cats that appeared in the stories of feline cubs. However, both adults and children liked to play: A real problem for wolfox.


Wolfox was the point of all the jokes and abuse of feliunacios. I bite it scratched, climbed on his back and sharpened their nails. Wolfox was very weak, could not sleep well and once it was impossible for him to get up. Also meanwhile cattery had forgotten how to bark. His legs were injured so much running through that terrible storm chasing him. Sometimes, at night, was listening to distant thunder and his frail body trembled while fox out of his mouth you could hear the terrible cries.


The good of the kingdom were their armchairs, Wolfox could spend hours sleeping on the couches, if not aroused the cats while scratching one of the chairs scraping.


As he slept, was always the same dream: I dreamed that I was flying to the moon, the land of the dogs, where everyone lived in peace. It was said that if you were alert during the night you could hear a wolf howl Nordic towards the earth. Feliunacia But there were many clouds and never saw the moon.


One night I dreamed that turned into a wolf howling in the middle of a desert. That was the last night Feliunacia. And that after ten months the sky is clearing and Wolfox, who had awakened in the middle of the night, finally saw the first moon and howled and howled so, so strong that other wolf replied. And so the moon came flying to the ground with the force of both wolves and the moon likes the land when he decided to stay close, circling around him. Wolfox had stayed on the Moon and on the way out became a Nordic wolf barked every night to the earth as if to say goodbye and at night instead of listening to hear meowing storms that greeted him from the ground.

Patxi Lisandro Romero (PATXOKO)