Guns, Blood, and Roses

Chapter 2

Wattpad is being stupid and deleting my chapters sooooo here I am reposting this. Ohh and here is Kickin it by Dylan Dauzat.

Sincerely Yours,

Alpha_love

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It was cold and dark in the forest. The trees cast ominous shadows along the floor. The light started to fade and the winds started to pick up. I feel like I've been running forever. I have been afraid to stop running for the fear of being caught and sent back to that hell hole I called home. I refused to go back. I will die before I go back.

"Izzi I NEED food. NOW!!" 

"What ever you need Sammy."

I let Sammy take over my body so that she could hunt for food. I felt her come to the forefront of my mind. Sammy started to stock what smelt like a deer and by the prints a small one. Perfect for a lone wolf like my self. She moved forward with the grace and agility that no one but Sammy could accomplish.  She took the small doe down and quickly snapped her neck so she did not feel any pain. The taste of blood graced across my tongue like the finest wine. It was such a heavenly taste. This meal was probably the best meal I have had in a long long time... Even when I escaped to hunt back in my old pack pack members would come out of the wood work and take it away. With a full stomach I went in search for a place spend the night and draw up a plan for finding territory. 

I followed the tracks on the forest floor to a watering hole. It was beautiful. The water add a brisk stream and a glorious water fall that fell for about 60 feet above me. The water was clear and cool. The perfect space to set up shop for the night and maybe permanently. It was beautiful. I walked the area to sea if I could smell any other wolfs or if there were any marks that this was pack territory. It was free lands. A place were rouges could rome free from harm of the packs an live peaceful lives as wolves. It was perfect for me to set camp. 

When I looked back out across the watering hole I had the urge to go swimming. So I did. I waded out into the water I saw fish in the water below me. I swam after them. It soon became a game to see who could swim from one side and back the fastest. I only won twice. A little depressing but when you think about it, it really was not. You are racing an aquatic animal. Something that is born to live and survive in the water.  I was just calmly swimming around in the water and saw the fish swimming under the water fall. I followed them into a cavern that was so pretty. I fell in love instantly. The ceiling of the cavern was about 8 ft up and there had to be at least 200sqft of walking space. The floor was not rock it was sand. The kind of sand that was soft to lay on. It was beautiful. The cavern was dark and cold in the cavern. Little light was able to come in from the waterfall.

I laid down to sleep and I drifted off to sleep dreaming about my old pack catching me and killing me. Kind of like a premonition saying I should not stay here. That I am meant to be somewhere else.