The Pack

The Hunt

I wondered what was taking them so long. Did hunts really take forever. I was starving.
I started out the door and a cold autumn breeze blew across my face blowing back my hair from my face.
It was a full moon tonight so my parents had to go for a hunt there wolves were taking over. Mine wasn't so strong yet but my brothers was almost at his full powers.
I hiked up to the tree line to see if I could see my parents and brother when I heard a loud howl. I ran toward the source of the sound.
Once I found it there was a pool of blood covering to the ground but I couldn't find what was causing it. I looked all around and then something wet dripped on the edge of my face and streaked down my face. I brought my fingers to my face and wiped it off. when I looked at it , it was red. I looked up and my fathers dead body was hanging from the tree. His neck was sliced open with three claw marks. " another wolf did this " I felt so bad I wanted to fall and curl into a ball on the ground and cry but I knew I had to move on and find my mom and brother. I yelled my brothers name. " Jack " it wasn't the best decision.

Cliff hanger your welcome ;p