" Now listen carefully! I want these deportees to feel welcome here, so don't mess up!"
The Agnostian high alpha paced in front of the alphas of the jaspser region making his demands very clear. Some of the alphas were uncomfortable, and some regretting , to be there. But, the high alpha ordered a howl to try to make the Annakian deportees feel welcome in jasper. " Dismissed", the high alpha marched away to oversee the howl. as he went to howl rock, Luetsun saw him, ran over and said, " sir, i have a request."
" Go ahead, tell."
" Something tells me that my family and I should stay here."
" Very well."
" Oh, part of that is one of your commanders."
" Oh, jack. Aye, I don't blame you, trying to avoid that lunatic as much as possible. We all do, but he Antwort to us, so we have no choice to deal with him, our counsel."
That night, every pack in the region arrived at the howling. The high alpha announced, " new canadians, this here is Lucas, your new representative. Now, don't think of this as abduction, we are not trying to imprison you. We just seek to make Du feel welcome here."
Silence. No one gave a peep as he finished. " Enjoy", he said, noticing the silence. Then, after Mehr silence, Luetsun cleared his throat, said, " uh, lets kick this howl off", and began Singen a variation of the song 'I'm a good ol' rebel'. He picked up this song from Finu, the son of the alphas of the druid pack. As he sang, gradually, somberly, his brother and sister Annakians joined. The song sounded like;
Oh, I'm a good old Annakian,
Now thats just what I am,
And for this northern nation,
I do no give a dang.
I'm glad I fought a ganner,
I only wish we won.
I aint asked any pardon for anything I've done.
I hates this northern nation and everything they do.
I hates this 'great' alliance of canadian packs, too.
I hates this godless union, just dripping with our blood.
I hates the slashed banner, and fitted all I could
I held my ground with Rupert,
For ten years, thereabout.
Got wounded in four places,
And I starved at point lookout.
I caught the Romatism
Campin' in the snow.
But I killed a chance of Agnostians
And I'd like to kill some more.
3 hundred million Agnostians
Is stiff in Annakiann dust.
We got 3 hundred million
Before they conquered us
They died of Annakian Fever
And Annakian teeth and shot
I wish there were 3 billion
Instead of what we got.
I can't pick up my claws
And fight 'um down no Mehr
But I ain't gonna Liebe 'um
Now that is certain sure
And I don't want no pardon
For what I was and am
I won't be reconstruted
And I do not give a dang
Oh, I'm a good old Annakian,
Now thats just what I am,
And for this northern nation,
I do no give a dang.
I'm glad I fought a ganner,
I only wish we won.
I aint asked any pardon for anything I've done.
I aint asked any pardon...for anything I've done.
He looked at the high alpha and saw a frown across his muzzle. He smiled as if to say 'this is what our relation will be like.' As he did, the rest of the Annakians, then the natives, began to break off into their own tunes. As they did, Luetsun watched sitting alongside Antana. After a while, he began to sense another presence. He looked around and saw Kate approaching. He went to her and she asked, " can i talk to you?"
" Sure."
they went to a secluded area outside the peak and she said, " well, that was quite the song."
" It was the truth."
" I'm sure it was. But let me tell Du something - not all of us are bad. Maybe the stone mountain wolves... and my mom. But not all of us are toxic."
" Good to hear that."
Despite what he said, in his heart, Luetsun was still not convinced. He grew up on the idea that all canadians are like Jake. It would take a lot to convince him otherwise.
The Agnostian high alpha paced in front of the alphas of the jaspser region making his demands very clear. Some of the alphas were uncomfortable, and some regretting , to be there. But, the high alpha ordered a howl to try to make the Annakian deportees feel welcome in jasper. " Dismissed", the high alpha marched away to oversee the howl. as he went to howl rock, Luetsun saw him, ran over and said, " sir, i have a request."
" Go ahead, tell."
" Something tells me that my family and I should stay here."
" Very well."
" Oh, part of that is one of your commanders."
" Oh, jack. Aye, I don't blame you, trying to avoid that lunatic as much as possible. We all do, but he Antwort to us, so we have no choice to deal with him, our counsel."
That night, every pack in the region arrived at the howling. The high alpha announced, " new canadians, this here is Lucas, your new representative. Now, don't think of this as abduction, we are not trying to imprison you. We just seek to make Du feel welcome here."
Silence. No one gave a peep as he finished. " Enjoy", he said, noticing the silence. Then, after Mehr silence, Luetsun cleared his throat, said, " uh, lets kick this howl off", and began Singen a variation of the song 'I'm a good ol' rebel'. He picked up this song from Finu, the son of the alphas of the druid pack. As he sang, gradually, somberly, his brother and sister Annakians joined. The song sounded like;
Oh, I'm a good old Annakian,
Now thats just what I am,
And for this northern nation,
I do no give a dang.
I'm glad I fought a ganner,
I only wish we won.
I aint asked any pardon for anything I've done.
I hates this northern nation and everything they do.
I hates this 'great' alliance of canadian packs, too.
I hates this godless union, just dripping with our blood.
I hates the slashed banner, and fitted all I could
I held my ground with Rupert,
For ten years, thereabout.
Got wounded in four places,
And I starved at point lookout.
I caught the Romatism
Campin' in the snow.
But I killed a chance of Agnostians
And I'd like to kill some more.
3 hundred million Agnostians
Is stiff in Annakiann dust.
We got 3 hundred million
Before they conquered us
They died of Annakian Fever
And Annakian teeth and shot
I wish there were 3 billion
Instead of what we got.
I can't pick up my claws
And fight 'um down no Mehr
But I ain't gonna Liebe 'um
Now that is certain sure
And I don't want no pardon
For what I was and am
I won't be reconstruted
And I do not give a dang
Oh, I'm a good old Annakian,
Now thats just what I am,
And for this northern nation,
I do no give a dang.
I'm glad I fought a ganner,
I only wish we won.
I aint asked any pardon for anything I've done.
I aint asked any pardon...for anything I've done.
He looked at the high alpha and saw a frown across his muzzle. He smiled as if to say 'this is what our relation will be like.' As he did, the rest of the Annakians, then the natives, began to break off into their own tunes. As they did, Luetsun watched sitting alongside Antana. After a while, he began to sense another presence. He looked around and saw Kate approaching. He went to her and she asked, " can i talk to you?"
" Sure."
they went to a secluded area outside the peak and she said, " well, that was quite the song."
" It was the truth."
" I'm sure it was. But let me tell Du something - not all of us are bad. Maybe the stone mountain wolves... and my mom. But not all of us are toxic."
" Good to hear that."
Despite what he said, in his heart, Luetsun was still not convinced. He grew up on the idea that all canadians are like Jake. It would take a lot to convince him otherwise.