chapter 9 the hunt

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Harry

Transforming really, really hurts no joke it feels like your bones are snapping, it's a beautiful night the moon is out, and the stars are twinkling bright, the cold air ruffles my black fur. I feel the dirt in-between my paws, I can hear the owls hooting, I can see the world in a way the humans can't. My head shoots I sniff the air what is that smell? whatever it is its interfering with mother nature.

I try sniffing the air again for the smell , damm it's gone I stretch my muscles like a cat, digging my claws into the ground and I yawn , man I'm so tired I need some rest.


Instead of taking of taking a rest I take a moonlight stroll back to my cave and sleep.

The next morning...

The sun shines through the cave I open one eye and try to block out the sun, placing one paw over my eye I jolt awake I smell deer, my stomach grumbles at the thought of deer. A thought pops in my head, I'm chasing the deer through the forest and I pounce on it and I sink my teeth into the flesh and ripping of the skin and eating its meat.


pushing my nose to the ground I sniff out the deers scent, there it was doing whatever deers do. I crouch into my hunting position not making a sound I train my eyes onto the deer when I notice a flash of white.

is that another wolf?

He crouches lower and lower, butt high in the air and he licks his lips his ears perk up to see if he can hear anything, I think he heard me.

crap.

The white wolf locks his gaze with mine, then the deer scampers away.

to

late.

Ican't believe I got distracted again stupid, stupid, stupid. I hang my head in shame. when I look up the white wolf chases the deer.


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