{He [Ya'qub] said, 'Truly, it saddens me that you should take him away. I fear lest a wolf should devour him, while you are careless of him.' They said, 'If a wolf devours him, while we are 'Usbah (a strong group) (to guard him), then surely, we are the losers.’} (Yusuf: 13-14)

Perhaps you do not know, but the life of a wolf is not an easy one. Just because we wolves have long, sharp fangs and deadly claws, does not mean that we always get what we want. That is just a part of being a wolf. All creatures have fangs and claws just like us. But in some cases their fangs and claws are hidden behind a sweet smile. Often, people take such a smile to heart and attack the fangs and claws as they are clear to the eye.

I am often a target for humans. You know, they often persecute me. They say bad things about me and my kind. Humans say that a wolf has no morals! And when they speak of the evil one from their own kind, they call him "A wolf!" This is an insult to us wolves. The human, who is called a "wolf' is often accused of having girl friends but the wolf is a stable and family minded creature. In fact, other species of animals envy our cozy family life and emotional stability.

I do not want to speak so much about myself. I am telling you these things because I feel really angry. I suffer because of the injustice of this world and I hate to find myself in a situation where I am being oppressive. But I also dislike to be in the situation where a human being uses his intelligence to oppress us wolves.

I am an oppressed wolf.

"Yusuf’s wolf!" Yes, that is what they call me.

One of the brothers said to the venerable old man,

"This is the wolf that feeds on our sheep."

And another said, "It is also the same wolf that ate Yusuf. We have caught him today. He ate Yusuf yesterday and has returned to us today."

A female voice said, "Look! ... Here is Yusufs blood on his claws and mouth. Kill him before he wakes up and regains consciousness."

I was contemplating the eyes of the old man and gazing into their pureness." So, this- is Ya'qub then," I thought. I realized that he is one of Allah's Prophets. I was filled with a deep sense of comfort when the old man said to his sons, "Leave the wolf to me and go."

One of the brothers said, as he was retreating, "Be careful father for this is a treacherous wolf."

The room became empty of everybody except us. Ya'qub and I were left together. Ya'qub came closer to me, untied my ropes and set me free. I stood before him, bowed my head and raised my tail to greet him.

As he was bringing out a shirt soiled with blood he asked, "Wolf! This is Yusufs shirt."

The old man's eyes spilled over with tears as he threw Yusufs shirt to me. "They told me that you ate him, throwing his shirt soiled with blood to me," he said.

I smelled the shirt and closely observed its material, finding that it had no scratches on it. I raised my eyes to the old man and my look said, "Most gracious Prophet, all wolves are innocent from your son's blood."

The old man said, "I know... I know as much. For how can a wolf eat my son and his shirt remains unharmed. It is my fault. I said to my sons when they wanted to take him out, "I fear that the wolf will eat him while you are distracted." I put forth my fear of you over Allah's care of him and so this has happened to me. Allah, the Almighty, is punishing me and I have lost Yusuf. They brought you in his place."

I said with my eyes, "Sir, I do not know what you are saying, for your words are away beyond me to understand."

Ya'qub said, "Come closer to me wolf."

I came closer to him.

Ya'qub bent over to pick up Yusufs shirt and once again said, "Come closer to me wolf."

I came closer and closer to him till I put my cheek to his and cried as he cried. Ya'qub extended his hand and patted my head and so all wounds felt relieved. He asked me in a deep, sad voice, "Where have they put Yusuf and how did they find you?"

I said to him, "I do not know what they have done to Yusuf. But I heard them talking of throwing him into a well, and I swear to you a Prophet that I am a stranger wolf that has come from Egypt in search of his brother who went out and never returned. Your sons caught me, tied me up and brought me to you. We, a Prophet, do not eat the flesh of human beings let a lone the blood of Prophets. I wish I had never left Egypt in search of my brother."

As he gathered Yusufs shirt to his chest, Ya'qub said, "The wolf went out in search of his brother while my sons have lost their brother Yusuf!"

I said, "Oh gracious Prophet! Set me free so that I can return to Egypt. I will not live in a land where the sons of Prophets lie to people and wolves. Who is the wolf now? Me or your sons, gracious sir?"

Ya'qub once again patted my head, then got up and opened the door of his room to me."

His sons attacked me with arrows and they screamed, "Our father has set the monster free."

Ya'qub said, "Nay, butt your own selves have made up a tale. So (for me) patience is most fitting. And it is Allah (Alone) Whose help can be sought against that which you assert. "

And so I darted out of the house running. I ran with only half of my strength for the other half was drained with the pools of blood I left on the ground. I was struck with more than one fatal wound but I still ran far away from the village.

I do not want to die there. I ran out to the wide desert and found the ground suddenly spinning.

The ground spun until it stood with all its strength upon my head. The spinning of the ground intensified......