White Fang 2: Myth of the White Wolf

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Dear Henry,

All I can thinkabout

is White Fang and Alaska.

Alex, Belinda and I continue the repairs

on the hotel and will reopen soon.

I apologize again for leaving

you in the lurch, but...

after seeing the destruction

caused by the earthquake...

I now understand why they

were so desperate for my help.

In truth, though,

my heart is with White Fang,

and I will return to the claim

as soon as possible.

Thanks again

for taking care ofhim.

Or, is he taking care ofyou ?.

Bythe time this letter

reachesyou,

the ice will have thawed, andyou will

have survivedyour firstAlaskan winter.

Didyou stand it all right ?

Spring is a great time

for adventures with White Fang.

Let hi m run, Henry.

Let hi m guide you.

He always knows the way.

Your friend,

Jack.

White Fang!

White Fang !

Wait up, boy.

White Fang.

What the--

Sorry, boy.

Guess it's potatoes again

tonight.

C'mon, boy.

C'mon.

Atta boy, Fang.

Come on,

get a drink.

Hey !

You lookin'forsomethin' ?

Huh, hey !. Howdy-hey there, boy.

Ha-ha-ha. Name is Halverson.

Lloyd Halverson.

Ha-ha.

I-I hate the name, so you

can just use what you like.

Now the, uh, wolfhere,

I recollect him vividly. Ha-ha-ha.

I don't believe I know you,

though.

Where's, uh... Where's the otherboy ?

Uh, what's-his-name ?

You tell me.

Jack ! Hey ?.

Jack, uh... Conroy !

Right, huh ?

Jack Conroy ?

Always did have me a...

- mind for names,

all the good it done me.

Jack went back to San Francisco

about a year ago this time.

I s he, uh...

he your brother ?.

Friend. He left me in charge

of his claim.

Yeah, me and Jack,

we, uh, set a spell.

What, uh... two, three years back,

when I was passin' through.

I been west ofhere.

Bellied up at least a dozen digs.

The whole country's been...

picked clean.

Sad to see.

What'syourname ?

Henry.

Henry Casey.

You, uh... You here

all byyourself ?. Hm ?.

Well, Henry.

How do I know you ain't killed that

other boy and just took overyourself ?.

Move on, Mister!

No ! Hold on, boy, hold on. I never--

Hold yourwater. I'm-- I'm leavin'.

Get outta here!

- Get a hold ofhim !

- He does what he wants.

Just don't move real fast.

I know whatyou're thinkin'.

You're thinking how you're gonna

spend your share. Am I right ?.

My little pals.

Too many ofyou.

Gotta get you to Dawson.

Soon.

What is it, boy ?.

Damn!

Yeow-ow !

Oww ! Ooh !

Oh ! Oh !

Down boy ! Down !

Agh !

Get this trap

off my butt, boy !

Or shoot me where I lie.

A-A-Ahh. Oh !

There'll be more

comin' through.

Gotta get that gold to a bank.

Whatta ya saywe...

drag out that raft ?.

Float on into Dawson ?.

We need supplies.

You up for it?.

Okay.

We leave in the morning.

Thykingdom come, thy will be done,

on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread,

and forgive us our--

I mourn the passing

ofyour father, Moses.

I'll pray foryou

in your time to lead.

Thankyou for sharing your food.

I'll return the favor.

We expect nothing

in return, god-man.

Get away from there.

Come on. Go, go, go.

- No, no.

- To refuse is an insult.

There is something ofyours

I want.

Yoursoul, Moses.

Yoursoul.

- Safe trip back.

- You wonder why God's punishingyou ?

We've done nothing

to angeryour god.

And yet your people

are starving.

There must be a reason

for that.

My grandfather spoke often of the time

when the caribou would disappear,

a time when the thunder

in the earth would be followed

by the coming ofthe wolf.

Ifwe are patient, we will be instructed

how to restore the balance.

These are stories, Moses.

You cannot liveyour life by that.

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