by Billy Miner
“There,” I said. “See for yourself.”
We went down the hill. The wolves from my pack were vicious. They were so hungry that they didn’t wait another minute and stormed at the sheep.
“Aaawooooh!” they howled.
“Grow!” others growled.
Ready to eat after such a long period of semi-starvation, they drooled and ran and snarled at the sheep. But the sheep weren’t afraid of them. With only ten wolves against a few hundred sheep, my friends were definitely outnumbered; and with that, they didn’t exactly have the advantage.
The sheep stood as one, gathered together and prepared to face the wolves. When the wolves attacked, some sheep kicked the wolves in the face. Other ones walked right through them, figuratively of course, and every sheep was putting up a decent fight. The battle looked chaotic from where I was standing. Wolves were biting and scratching, sheep were falling, and other sheep were head-butting wolves. The end of it was that the wolves lost, or so I concluded.
The ten wolves whined and ran away up the hill.
“Didn’t go so well, did it?” I asked.
“Shut up, Lupus,” Nightmare said. “It’s just that we need to catch them by surprise. These sheep aren’t like others. They have stuck together to survive the harsh forces of nature and have developed some kind of defense mechanism against predators. We’ll try again at night, with the full moon in its place.”
“Sounds like an idea,” I said while laughing a little.
We waited.
That night, the ten wolves were ready to attack the sheep again. And this time, the sheep seemed completely unaware of our whereabouts. They were about to get eaten. The wolves snuck towards the fence, unnoticed by their herbivore enemies. Some wolves snuck underneath the fence. One of them jumped over. I stood at the top of the hill, watching them apply their second tactic.
A wolf pounced on a sheep and bit it.
“Beeeeh!” the sheep bellowed.
The other sheep panicked, and the wolves took advantage of the chaotic moment. All ten of them were now attacking, and it seemed as if the sheep were going to lose this time. But then, another obstacle came our way.
Bam! Bam!
They were gunshots. The shepherds had come outside and were firing in the air.
“Hurry!” I yelled from the top of the hill. “Get out of there! You cannot fight guns!”
They didn’t hear me, even though they had clearly heard the gunshots. But the wolves were ignoring them. They didn’t realize the danger of a gun. I kept yelling, but to no avail, so I decided to descend to the fence and yell from there.
“This way!” I yelled again. “You have no idea what you’re up against! Flee before you die here!”
Fortunately, the wolves came my way before they were shot. Well, nine of them came my way. Nightmare was too stubborn. He wasn’t going to let these humans push him around. We warned him. We all stood at the fence for a few minutes, but he didn’t listen. He told us that we were cowards.
“You don’t deserve to be wolves!” he shouted. “Let me show you how it’s done!”
His fate was sealed. His pride was punished. There was nothing we could do about it. He had chosen the way of the fool.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
We heard gunshots again. The darkness revealed its emptiness when we witnessed the death of a fellow wolf. His last breath echoed through the air and he fell down in the snow. The shepherds talked to each other. They were looking for us. I encouraged the other wolves to follow me and never come back. Luckily, they listened to me and nobody else got hurt.
Entry 6: Plan B
They came with me to the other side of the hill. The shepherds didn’t pursue us. It was a sad, dark night when Nightmare was shot. I didn’t like him anyway, but seeing him die like that was not what I expected, nor was it what I wished would have happened. If only he would have listened to us. But now it was too late.
“You should be our new leader,” one of the wolves said.
“Okay,” I said. “I don’t mind that. But first, we need to find our pack. The females and cubs are probably worried sick after such a long day. Let’s see, was it this way?”
I thought I was a little lost, because after some time walking, we came to a village, one that I hadn’t seen before. But this was precisely what we needed, because what we noticed after passing by the dark homes, there was a butchery.
“What’s that?” one of the wolves asked me.
“It’s a butchery!” I said a little too loudly in excitement.
“What is a butchery?”
“This is awesome,” I said, ignoring the question. “Come on.”
We walked around the back and found a way to open the door to the storage room. Big pieces of meat from cows, sheep, and chickens were hanging on the ceiling, lying around on the counter, and packaged in containers.
It was wolf heaven.
“Whoa,” the wolves said as they entered the tiny building.
“That is the most meat in one place I have ever seen,” another said.
“Isn’t it great?” I asked. “And it’s all up for grabs. The only thing we have to be careful about, is to make sure we don’t alarm any of the civilians.”
Entry 7: The End of Hunger
“This is so much better than trying to kill a sheep or some other animal,” the wolf next to me said. “These are pieces of meat. The animals are already dead. It’s almost as if they are handing them to us on a platter.”
“Sssshhh…” I said, rebuking him. “That’s not how it is at all. We have to be silent as the grave. If any of these villagers discovers us, they will do the same as what they did to Nightmare. I wouldn’t be surprised if all of these villagers have at least one gun in their homes. Don’t make a noise, okay?”
“Understood.”
“Good. Now, let’s split up and each take a big piece of meat, so we can take as much home as we can carry.”
No sooner said than done, we all stood outside with a huge piece of meat. It didn’t take long before we found our way back to the pack. The she-wolves were impressed. They all came to me and told me how much they admired my courage and intelligence.
I had saved them from hunger. The starvation period was over. We had brought enough meat to the pack to survive for days, perhaps even weeks. And although the villagers often tried to find out who stole the butcher’s meat, we were always sufficiently sneaky to make sure we didn’t get caught.
Every few weeks, we went to the same place and got the best beef, pork, and chicken meat. It was delicious every time we came back to our hideout. The sheep were kept within the fences, and they never bothered us again.
After some time, I was elected as the pack’s new leader. The males carried me on their shoulders for a few minutes when it happened.
My dream had come true.
THE END
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Minecraft Horse
Diary of a Minecraft Horse
By Billy Miner
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Contents:
Introduction
Chapter 1: Boring Barn
Chapter 2: Explore
Chapter 3: Train Ride
Chapter 4: River
Chapter 5: Forest
Chapter 6: Hills
Chapter 7: Home
Introduction
This horse is tired of standing on the grass or in the barn all day. She wants to explore the world. Meet Indy, a horse with adventures thoughts and curious desires. She goes on a journey with some of her friends, which leads them across the country, using several means of transportation and Indy’s funny, messed up sense of direction to end up in fascinating and sudden situations.
Chapter 1: Boring Barn
“The barn, the barn, always the boring barn. I hate the barn. It’s the same thing every day.”
These are the thoughts of Indy the horse. She thinks about it every day. She isn’t satisfied with life. Sure, the farmer brings her enough food and cleans up after her, but she doesn’t feel destined to just stand in the barn every night and die in the same place she grew up. There has to be more, at least that’s what she is assuming.
“There we go again,” she thinks as she watches the farmer come in and whistle a quiet song. He is holding a rake and walks towards the stall to clean up Indy’s droppings, which is a daily task. The farmer doesn’t mind though. He is used to it, and he knows he is making a living with his farm animals. Nobody minds. It’s a routine.
But Indy is tired of it. She doesn’t want the same thing over and over again. The same thing happens every day: Standing in the field, eating grass, watching some other farmers walk by, being led back into the barn, eating some hay, and so on. Sure, it’s staying alive, but living? Indy wants to see what is beyond the field and the farm.
“What’s going on?” the donkey in the other stall asks.
“I don’t know,” Indy says. “I just feel bored. I feel like doing something worthwhile. Do you know what I mean?”
“Not really,” the donkey responds. “What is more important than eating and sleeping? There are a lot of animals who don’t have those privileges. They have to fight for their lives while we live in luxury.”
“I know, I know,” Indy says. “And I am grateful for that. But I am just wondering what it would be like to be out there.”
“Oh, well… probably not so great. I wouldn’t know.”
That afternoon, Indy talked to some other animals: Two chickens, a pig, a cat, and a horse.
“Oink. Oink,” the pig, whose name is Porky, says. “What are you suggesting, Indy? That we just take off and leave the farm behind?”
“That’s exactly what I am saying,” Indy says. “Let’s just take a vacation. We don’t have to stay somewhere else. It’s not permanent. We’ll be back before the farmer starts missing us… before he blinks his eyes! It won’t be a problem at all!”
“Whoa, wait a minute,” Bruno the dog says. “What are we going to eat? And how are we going to find our way back to the farm?”
“Oh, those things will just take care of themselves,” Indy says laconically.
“And what about predators?” Chick and Chack the chickens ask. “Aren’t there dangerous animals out there that will try to eat us?”
“Maybe, but if we stick together, we’ll be able to resist those easily. Trust me.”
“I think it will be fun,” Oliver the cat says. “I can already see myself chasing the mice in the forest, or catching a bird in a tree with my sharp nails. Meow!”
The other animals look at him in silence.
“You’re sadistic,” Porky says.
“Oh come, on,” Oliver says. “I just enjoy my nature. I eat meat. Bruno, you know what I am talking about.”
“Yes, but I do not play with my food,” Bruno says.
“Okay, okay,” Indy says. “We are getting a little off topic here. My big question is: Which of you wants to you join me?”
They all nodded.
“I’m in,” Oliver says.
“So am I,” the pig agrees. “We are all here to help you find what you are looking for, Indy. Besides, it will be a great adventure.”
“When do we leave?” Bruno wants to know.
“Immediately!” Indy says enthusiastically. “Let’s go!”
“Hold on a minute,” Bruno says. “Hold your horses, buddy.”
The others chuckle.
“What did I say?” Bruno asks.
“Well,” Porky says, “you said, ‘hold your horses,’ and seeing that he is a h… oh never mind.”
“But why not? We can just leave now. Nobody cares. The farmer won’t notice, because we’ll be back in a heartbeat.”
“I am not so sure,” the cat protests. “I want my warm place in the barn for one more night, and my bowl of milk in the morning. How about we leave after breakfast?”
“Sounds like a plan,” Bruno agrees. “That way we’ll have more time to mentally prepare for the long trip we are about to make.”
With that being said, they each go their separate ways and go through the routine of the day. They know, however, that things will change the next day. And they have no idea what is out there waiting for them, but according to Indy, that’s exactly the fun of it.
Chapter 2: Explore
The next day starts out quiet. Birds are singing, cows are mooing, and there is a soft spring breeze pointing the direction the farm animals intend to go. The farmer enters the barn like he does every morning and feeds the horses. Indy pretends nothing is wrong. Better not to make him suspicious.
The farmer leaves.
The coast is clear.
“Now,” Indy thinks.
She jumps over the wooden bars that kept her in her stall. The farmer had never thought she would be able to escape so easily. A minute or two later, Indy is standing outside, waiting for the chickens, the cat, the dog, and the pig.
“Where are they? They should have been here already,” Indy says to herself.
She waits and waits.
They’re still not here.
“I better go check it out,” she says. “Something is wrong.”
But nothing is. She goes around the corner of the barn and sees the five animals lined up and ready to go.
“Sorry, Indy,” Bruno says. “We just wanted to make sure nobody would see us. That’s why we were waiting behind the barn.”
“Okay, are you ready then?” Indy asks.
They all nod, and Oliver adds that breakfast was yummy, so it was worth waiting for.
“Let’s go then,” Indy says.
Their first obstacle is the fence. Indy jumps over it. The pig, the dog, the cat, and the chickens crawl underneath it. That was easy.
Next, they find themselves on a big field adjacent to the one they are used to being on.
“Well, this is boring,” Bruno says. “Another field.”
“There must be more on the other side,” Indy i
nsists. “Let’s just cross it and see where it takes us.”
They cross the field and see another fence. Behind the fence is another field, and another, and another.
“We should have stayed at the farm,” Porky the pig complains.
“No, no. We just have to get out of the area,” Indy says.
“Hey, what’s that over there?” Bruno asks.
Indy jumps over the fence and runs towards the black dot in the distance. From far away, they couldn’t see what it is, but that Indy is closer, it becomes obvious. It’s a deer, a young deer stuck in the mud.
“What are you doing here?” Indy asks.
The baby deer looks at her with big eyes and then shifts her gaze to the other animals who have arrived a little later than Indy.
“It’s okay,” Indy says. “You can speak up. We won’t hurt you. What is your name?”
“My name is Bambam. I lost my family,” the deer says.
“Where does your family live, Bambam?” the dog asks.
“In the hills with the purple flowers.”
All the animals look at each other.
“I’ve heard of that,” Bruno says. “He is talking about the meadows. Some animals on the farm say they have been there. I don’t know where it is, but we can search for it. Would you like that, Bambam? Shall we try to help you find your family?”
“If you would, that would be really nice. I haven’t seen them for days.”
“Let’s go in that direction,” Indy suggests. “I have a feeling we’ll find something over there.”
And so they all go, seven animals: A horse, a dog, a cat, a pig, two chickens, and a baby deer.
Chapter 3: Train Ride