Summer Territory was on fire.
Winged wolves were flying up into the sky and away from the island, like flocks of birds taking flight. Other wolves were running towards the beach, into the water, and swimming away.
Lily woke up from underneath her tree. She lifted her head off her paws to see crowds of fleeing wolves. Faintly, she could hear growling and snarling. A crowd of wolves was running past her. She was going to ask one of them what was going on, but they bumped into her, and she crashed into the dirt.
She stood up, only to be pushed by more wolves that were running towards the direction of the woods near the south. She ran along with them, as they tore through the forest. They passed the stage where performances were held. The stage was on fire.
A loud crack, and a tree fell in front of the path. But the wolves just jumped over it and continued to run.
They reached the ocean. The waves were especially rough today, as the tide was coming in. Wolves waded into the water and began to swim in the ocean. Lily stopped running and glanced back at her home one last time, wondering how her tree was doing, if it was okay. But she was tired from running. A running wolf bumped into her while on its way to the water, and Lily fell, knocked unconscious into the waves. Water pulled her into the ocean, away from her home, away from the pink tree that she slept by every night.
Away from safety. And her home was a long ways away now.
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Lily of Lupinia
General FictionDeep within the middle of the ocean lies a series of islands called Lupinia, which have not been discovered by humans due to being surrounded by mist and harsh weather. The dominant species of these islands are an undiscovered species of canine call...
