Who won this great battle? The Eagle or the Wild Wolf? Surely the winner is he who I give "eat" every day.

There was a big battle raging inside me.

One side is the high flying Eagle. All the Eagles want is good, right, beautiful, and towering over the clouds. Despite down to the valley, he laid his eggs on top of the mountain peak.

The other side of me is the howling wolf. He often went berserk. The howling wolf is the worst in me. He took advantage of my fall and justified himself by his presence inside me.

Who won this great battle? The Eagle or the Wild Wolf? Surely the winner is he who I give "eat" every day.