From dailyplanet.wam.umd.edu!hecate.umd.edu!haven.umd.edu!cs.umd.edu!zombie.ncsc.mil!newsgate.duke.edu!agate!ames!enews.sgi.com!news.sgi.com!swrinde!howland.reston.ans.net!news-e2a.gnn.com!usenet Fri Aug 2 09:40:36 1996 Path: dailyplanet.wam.umd.edu!hecate.umd.edu!haven.umd.edu!cs.umd.edu!zombie.ncsc.mil!newsgate.duke.edu!agate!ames!enews.sgi.com!news.sgi.com!swrinde!howland.reston.ans.net!news-e2a.gnn.com!usenet From: Yohann@juno.com (WolfNote) Newsgroups: alt.horror.werewolves Subject: Re: Were Ergonomics - A Story!!! Date: Fri, 02 Aug 1996 07:03:59 GMT Organization: GNN Lines: 71 Message-ID: <4trupe$ifb@news-e2d.gnn.com> References: NNTP-Posting-Host: 8-247.client.gnn.com X-GNN-NewsServer-Posting-Date: 2 Aug 1996 04:05:02 GMT X-Newsreader: Forte Free Agent 1.0.82 Here's something I just put to gether. I might send it in to the 60-seconed novlest. Hope you like! The Hunt by WolfNote A Festiva drove up the parking lot of the 24 hour pet shop at about midnight. A large figure exited out of the vehicle. The figure walked in to the automatic doors of the shop. There stood a large wolf in the glow of the moonlight. He was tall, and proud. He wore a pair of blue jeans and a shirt of felt, not buttoned, showing the hair on his chest. The only tattered part of his attire was of the hole the let his big, long tail out into the open. The guy at the pet toy section looked up and stared of fear of the black wolf. The woman at the cat food isle was empress ed by the wolf's manliness but kept at bay. The cashier stood, filling her nails. She looked up, and then, went back to her work. The wolf lowered the tail as the door began to close. He proceeded into the store hunting, searching for what he had came for. The pet toy man was still clutching the plastic bone he was picking up for Alfa, his dog, as the wolf walked by him. Then, the wolf, still searching for what he had come for, went up the bird isle, casually. Not uttering a single word or growl. He processed to the other end of the store. As the girl was thinking if she should run, or ask him to take her out somewhere, the black wolf walked behind her. She was petrified as she felt his breath on her neck. She just faced the isle as she has been doing before the wolf came in. The wolf moves on. Finally, he stops, at the dog food isle. He moves to each section of the isle, examining the selection, occasionally adjusting his glasses. The woman, wanting to ask the wolf out, stalks the animal from a distance. He then looks at a bag closely. Then, at the price. He thrusts his paws and throws the bag over his shoulder. The woman almost faints at the site of the wolf strength and decided that going further in her hunt would be too hopeless. He walks to the cashier and throws the bag of dog food on the counter. "$11.62" she says smiling, calmly. The wolf reaches into his pocket for his wallet as the female cashier gives a shot to the bag's UPC label. The wolf, using his nails to file out the money, pulls a $20 out of the leather wallet. "What's your dog's name?" she asks as she puts the 20 into the box. "It's for my mate, Shena. She's due in 20 days." he says excitedly. "She was hungary so I went out to grab her a snack." he states as she puts the $8.38 in the wolf's paw. "Well, give her my regards." the calm cashier stated. "I will." the wolf said with a smile. He picks up the heavy bag and proceeds to the exit. As he is about to walk out back to the moonlight, he turns back. "How come you are so calm and nice to me? Unlike your customers." The man and woman look at each other from their different points in the building. "Well, being the only 24 hour pet food store, we see your kind a lot." she said with a smile. The wolf smiled, and turned back to the Festiva. WolfNote ALL E-MAIL MUST BE SENT TO THE ADDRESS BELOW FOR QUICKER RESPONCE. Yohann@juno.com My homepage: http://members.gnn.com/Segg4/wn/wnhome.htm Vist the AHWW POLL site at: http://members.gnn.com/Segg4/wn/poll.htm