The horns of the hunt echoed across the snow. Pan had slept with a goat the night before who fought off his advances, but eventually succumbed to his charms. Pan woke up half naked, but even though he was freezing his ass off, he knew he was expected to lead the hunt. Pan was worshiped in Arcadia where he was the god of forests, pastures, flocks, and shepherds, rustic music and impromptus, nature of mountain wilds, hunting, sexuality, and he dwelt in grottoes, wandering around on the summits of mountains and rocks, and in valleys, either amusing himself with the chase, or leading the dances of the nymphs. Pan was a strange hybrid creature, and he was probably a cross between a faun and a satyr. He was depicted as a man with two small horns, goat like legs and a discrete tail, cloven hooves, having a hairy body with a thick beard, a snub nose and pointed ears and he was often seen with Dionysus. They would drink and party all night and sleep in the day. Being a god of the shepherds, required him to protect the flocks from wolves, so he had to track the wolves and kill all of them.
The sheep were helpless against wolves and once the shepherds complained about their sheep being killed, Pan knew that he had to do something. Pan realized that the wolves would be no match for him and even though he had his way with that female goat last night, his phallus remained in an erect state, and he was looking forward to having an orgy with the Maenad sisters tonight, so the quicker this hunt was over, the happier he would be. The wolves were always searching for any animal that showed a sign of weakness and their wide round paws helped them to hunt in the snow. Hoof footed animals would break through the crust of the snow and become bogged down, making it easier for the wolves to catch them. Wolves are pack members and each of them contributes to the hunt according to their own particular experience and ability. The speedy, lightly built females would often take on herding roles, darting back and forth in front of prey, causing confusion and preventing the game from escaping. where the slower but more powerful males are able to take down a large animal more aggressively and quickly.
Pan set up on the edge of an opening where he had good visibility, and there was a steady crosswind which helped his scent avoid being detected. He put out fresh, warm bloody meat as bait and patiently waited for the wolves to arrive. Pan positioned himself as close as he could to the bait, remaining silent, realizing that if the wolves were alerted to his presence, the hunt would be over. Pan knew he was in luck when he heard the howling, and their incredible sense of smell drew the wolves toward the bait. The wolves sent in their scouts to investigate, but the rest of the pack came in quickly when they didn’t sense any danger. Pan had a spear and a knife as he bravely faced off against these killing machines. Pan killed the first wolf with his spear, and he mortally injured another with his knife, before the leader of the pack went for his jugular vein and got his fangs tangled up in Pan’s beard instead of biting his throat. Pan grabbed a stick and beat the wolf off and the pack ran away to fight another day.
As Pan was returning from the hunt, he spotted a beautiful chaste and innocent young wood-nymph named Syrinx. Pan attempted to seduce her, but she ran away to escape from his unbridled cravings for sex and his lecherous advances. Syrinx was used to being pursued, as her undeniable beauty made her a frequent victim of unwanted attention from both gods and men. She panicked because she thought Pan was ugly, and in fact the word ‘panic’ is derived from Pan, so she ran to a river which she was unable to cross. Pan caught up with her, but as he reached out to embrace her, Syrinx begged the river nymphs to change her into marsh reeds, and they gladly accommodated her. Pan saw and felt nothing but reeds as he reached out to fondle her and his sigh of disappointment was echoed by a breeze blowing through the reeds. When the air blew through the reeds, it produced a plaintive melody which enchanted Pan, so he quickly tied several of the reeds together to fashion a flute. He joined the reeds side by side in gradually decreasing lengths, forming a musical instrument that had the ability to fertilize the flocks and calm the animals. Pan was seldom seen without his flute after this.
Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie First Line Friday hosted by Dylan.