Wei Wuxian THE yilling patriach.

Chapter 8

' thoughts '

He knelt in front of the fire and watched his parents go for good to never return to him unless in the next life.
When the fire went out, he Searched the pouch and took out a little pot with a cover that he picked up the ashes as much as he could in the center of the fire place and put it into the pot before placing it in the pouch. Only to turn around and see those wolf like creatures that overwhelmed his parents drolling at him. The creatures had been there since he lit the fire and did not act because of the fire and now that it's out they latched onto the hungry and exhausted child who ran as fast as he possibly could with his height. The wolf-like creatures caught up in no time each bitting at his small and frail body while he in turn struggled with all he had, the tears he thought were finished for him rolled down his cheeks again. The creatures would bite but not take off any meat, leave him again for him to run and the them to chase, barking in the mist of it, they were playing with their food
' it hurts...so much... a-niang... a-die '
Even though he'd lost soo much blood for a child his age and height, he was running, fighting all on his own. He ran and fell down a slope, rolled down till hit a wall....looked around him and noticed he was no more in the forest and it was day unlike the forest that was dark even into the day...couldn't see the creatures any more, adrenaline that was driving him suddenly dropped and his view got blurry and his consciousness was leaving him bit by bit...
He the gathered he had left and leaned to the wall he'd bumped into. ' ugh...my clothes are all tattered...' then fainted only for an old woman to pick him up and go away with him.