"He who lived, He who died"
"He who fell to the depths, He who has never cried"
"Kept in a cage, eyes full of rage"
"His melody is bait, Blue is his flames"
"Full of such hate, what made him this way"
There was no way to describe him, A man who los...
How long has it been since I started running? Who were those fuckers and what do they want?
I feel like I don't know the whole truth about us, there's no reason they would just come after for us no reason what kind of sick people would that type of stuff?, I kept on running barely even losing breathe, I guess all the times my ass of a dad chased me when I disobeyed him paid off and plus his fucking training he does with me to uhhh... what was the word he would always say?
Oh yeah.. "mediate" he always wanted to keep my anger in check and I had no reason of why it was that important, i stop in my tracks and hear whining nearby, I couldn't catch visual of what was making it, since I already know how to communicate in canine or basically the whole dog family I put my hands to my mouth and let a low howl out saying "Don't be scared" I stood in my place waiting for whatever it was to come out and then I heard paws stepping on sticks and the dirt and it was coming my way and it was just a pup with it's ears down.
"Hey little guy what are doing out here?" I already knew it couldn't respond back but only If it recognized the natural language it spoke since birth but we don't have time for that, uncle spirit may have fended them off to get them off my back but I swear besides my old man, he get's angry the most and always lets one slip from his vision. As I picked the little wolf I heard gunshots that were to close to us and as I predicted one hit me in the shoulder as I clutched the pup closer to my chest to protect it from their firing and kept on running trying to get farther away from them. I realized my flames were getting hotter and more noticeable meaning i'm getting angrier by the second as they kept on shooting at me a red clouded wolf was coming my way from upfront and jumped over me I guess to take care of the bastards that shot me, all I could hear was their screaming in distance as I got farther away making it to he barrier of the woods and got out clutching the pup tighter to my chest making sure no damage came to it, my shoulder just keeps on bleeding but im still able to move it even though it hurts like hell, to think I would ever get shot at, that's a first.
When I started to walk away that same wolf came out of nowhere and upclose it was huge as hell! What does this thing eat for breakfast?! it was even taller than me probably when it sits down
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