A Sheep In Wolf's Clothing

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

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A Sheep In Wolf’s Clothing


What are you doing, Dad?” Steven stumbled down the stairs, still half-asleep, to find his father standing with rifle in hand.

There’s been more killing. The wolf has got to be stopped.”

But... no one’s even seen it! Maybe it’s poachers. Or dogs.”

Malcolm turned and looked straight at his son. “You haven’t seen the wounds. Nothing but a wolf could have done such damage. It’s got to go.”

But...” Steven was about to argue, but held his tongue. He could see that there was no way he would be able to talk his father out of going hunting. “Okay, you win. Give me a few minutes and I’ll be ready.”

You’re not planning on sabotage, are you?” Malcolm asked, only half in jest.

No. You’re right. We can’t afford to lose any more sheep.”

Father and son set off down the drive and across the road towards the field. There was not much light for the moon was mostly obscured by clouds. A fine drizzle soon made both of them feel cold and wet.

Shrugging off a shiver, Steven asked in a low voice. “Shall we stay together or split up?”

Stay together for now, but when we reach the sheep you go left and I’ll head off towards the right. If the wolf is out there one of us will see it.”

The sheep were standing huddled together, most of them chomping on the scraggly grass that grew in the field between the rocks that jutted up here and there. They did not seem to be bothered by the fact that it was night.

Scanning ahead, Steven could see that there were many stragglers. Those in the huddle would be safe enough; it was those that stood alone that made such good potential prey for any hunters out there. He hoped that he would be the one to spot the wolf for he would shoot but only to scare it off. His father, on the other hand, would shoot to kill.

When they reached the huddle father and son separated as planned. They both moved swiftly and silently through the field that they both knew so well. Steven took a path that would lead him out past the furthest sheep, intending to herd the isolated ones back towards the safety of the flock.

When the shot rang out, he froze for a minute, before turning and running back towards his father. Before he’d even made it back to the huddle, he heard shouts, cries of fear and pain. They couldn’t be coming from his father, could they?

Rounding the flock Steven came to an abrupt halt. The moon came out from behind the clouds and lit up the gory scene before him. His father lay on the ground, his throat torn out, and above him stood his killer, a blood-spattered sheep.

As Steven took aim the sheep reared up onto its back legs, rolled its eyes and gnashed its teeth and then began to charge.


Submitted: November 01, 2020

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Mike S.

Another fine scary deal, Hull

Sun, November 1st, 2020 7:11pm


Thanks, Mike.

Tue, November 10th, 2020 6:20am

Joe Stuart

You sure fooled me with that one, Hully. But I won't say more in case someone reads the comments before reading the story. I don't want to spoil the ending.

Sun, November 1st, 2020 7:34pm


Thanks, Joe!

Tue, November 10th, 2020 6:17am

D. Thurmond aka JEF

Well written, Hull. --- Hmm? I don't know. I can't get my head around killer sheep. --- But Hay! If they were dangerous enough for the Cyclops, Polyphemus, to guard The Golden Fleece. Then what do I know? LOL

Sun, November 1st, 2020 10:33pm


This was written for a prompt to write 500 words max on 'A Wolf', and I love wolves, didn't want to make it the baddie of the tale so I switched it around a bit.
Thanks so much for reading.

Tue, November 10th, 2020 6:16am

D Mays

Good one. I actually did not see that one coming. I liked it.

Mon, November 2nd, 2020 10:31am


Thanks so much for reading. I'm glad you enjoyed it.

Tue, November 10th, 2020 6:10am

Serge Wlodarski

Gonna add sheep to the list of animals to stay away from. Good job.

Mon, November 2nd, 2020 2:28pm


Thanks, Serge. Glad you enjoyed it.

Tue, November 10th, 2020 6:09am

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