Redpill me on being a shepherd boy

John Stalvern waited. The lights above him blinked and sparked out of the air. There were wolfs in the field. He didn’t see them, but had expected them now for years. His warnings to Hunter Joson were not listenend to and now it was too late. Far too late for now, anyway.
John was a shepherd for fourteen years. When he was young he watched the sheeps and he said to dad “I want to be on the sheeps daddy.”
Dad said “No! You will BEKILLBY WOLFS”
There was a time when he believed him. Then as he got oldered he stopped. But now in the sheep station field of thevillagehe knew there were wolfs.
“This is Joson” the yell crackered. “You must fight the wolfs!”
So John gotted his crook and parted the grass.
“HEGOINGTOKILLUS” said the wolfs
“I will bite at him” said the alphawolf and he snapped the sharp teeth. John swanged at him and tried to beat him up. But then the tree fell and they were trapped and not able to kill.
“No! I must kill the wolfs” he shouted
The yell said “No, John. You are the wolfs”
And then John was a furfag.

https://youtu.be/obmBXCzTp2Q

The doggos do the job for you.

>>3043901
Well being a furfag isn't the worst thing, and according to>>3043906
The doggos kill them. So I think I it's safe to say thus far that I'm gonna be a shepherd

>>3043776
there's a good chance that a wandering priest will pour oil on your head and make you king (at least in name)

>>3043943
That sounds enchanting! What other types of encounters superstitious or otherwise can I expect?