GT a friend? 8

   It was the day after I mocked the giant werewolf. He was feeling much better now. Wolf was no longer coughing, sneezing, or shivering. He still had the sniffles though. I know it was petty, but I still wish he was sick. I was currently squeezing the life out of a giant white wolf ear. Up and down. Up and down. Up and down. He was bouncing to a clearing. I felt like I was going to be sick. It's not like I could ask him to slow down either, he’d just speed up.
As I feel his body crash down and see snow fly up, I let a relieved sigh come out of my lips.  I slide from his head to his back, the his back to the ground. “Ughhh” I growl to myself while laying down in the cool snow, so I can regain control over my stomach. “ We okay there lil’ buddy?” He questions me mokingingly.
I shake my head no, but hold up a finger, signaling for him to wait. I was prodded by a canine paw. I push it away, just to be poked by a finger. I roll onto my back so I can glare at the giant that is now in human form.
Wolf looks looks around the clearing, “ What did you want do here?” he questions me. I snicker to myself, Wolf looked so confused. “ I wanted to make a snowman! A big one!” Confusion grows in his eyes. “ A snow wha-?” I burst out laughing, seriously? He didn’t know what a snowman is?
Wolf whines so I tell him, “ Make a snowball then roll it in the snow till I tell you to stop” He made the snowball and started to roll it in the snow. The snowball was soon taller than me. Once the snowball was roughly fifteen feet tall I told him, “ Ok Wolf Stop and make another one, but make it slightly smaller than the original one.” While he does that I look for a few big rock and big sticks.
“ What do I do now?” Wolf asked, still clearly confused. I chuckle and say “ pick up the second snowball and place it on the first, then start one more snowball. Make the third snowball slightly smaller than the third. I drop five stones as big as my fist near the base of our snowman as Wolf puts the second piece of it on.  I look around the clearing until i find a five foot long sick, two eleven footish logs, and to my excitement a six foot long old rope.
“ Do I put the third Snowball on the second one?” wolf asked, staring at me. I nod to him, “ Yes. Then you can sit down.” I finish dragging the last log over to our now full bodied snowman. Sighing and panting I sit down near Wolfy and lean against his leg. Wolf just tilts his head to the side.  I go over to where I stashed the stuff for our snowman and pick up the stones, rope, and and stick. Walking back to Wolf I say to him, “ Can you please pick me up so I’m near the top piece?”
He plucks me from the ground, stands, and holds me up to the snowman's head. I arrange two of the rocks, the stick, and the rope so the snowman had a face. I point to the middle piece of the snowman hoping Wolf will get it.  He does and I’m lowered to where I pointed. With the last three rocks I give Snowman buttons. “ OK Snowman just needs arms! Please put me down.” I ask pointing to the ground. He puts me back on the ground and with a questioning look he asks “ Arms?” I point to the two logs and Reply, “ yes please put those logs into the torso of the snow made man” Wolf pick up the two logs with ease and sticks them into the snowman. I laugh to myself, this is the biggest but ugliest snowman I have ever seen. The snowman was as tall as Wolf. “ Awwwww…..  Our snowman looks beaut-” I started to say but was interrupted by a loud  “ RAYN!”
I turn to see the best hunter from my town. He gasps when he sees Wolf. “ IT’S A MONSTER!” he hollers, lifting the gun that was by his side. Wolf just looks on confused. The hunter shoots Wolfy in the shoulder with a tranquilizer dart. I watch horrified as Wolf plucks the dart from his shoulder in confusion before falling over unconscious. “ WOLF!” I yelp as I start to run to him, but I’m stopped by the hunter grabbing me by the arm. Me eyes go wide as he says, “ Don’t go near it. Just go to sleep...”
He then pulls out a needle and puts it into my shoulder and my world starts to fade to black. The last thing I hear before going unconscious is, “ Shhh Rayn, it's ok… you’ll be ok, The beast won’t hurt or scare you anymore”  I fear for Wolfy as darkness consumes me.