The Werewolf

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"What do you mean?" Blood asked Wolf. "Well, you're a thing called a blood wolf, you're really different than other blood wolves," Wolf answered getting back on his rock, legs dangling from the edge. Blood looked at Flake. She was nodding, "I'm a blood wolf too," she said going next to Wolf.

Wolf tried to scoot away from her but she got closer. He looked at Blood, "I'm so glad to have another blood wolf join the pack! I have a few questions for you," he said, wagging his tail that was still visible. "Hold on, you got to answer my questions first! Like what did she mean about getting my memory back?!" Blood said enraged.

"Well, we want to know what happened that night your mother took you to a human home. There's a lot of details that are missing from the packs memories of that night," Wolf said, changing his once jolly tone, to a serious expression.

Flake nodded her head in agreement, "And we want to know why she took you instead of me, I'm about 4 years younger than you," she said. Blood looked at her, "maybe she didn't want me... Maybe she never wanted a boy..." Flake went up to him and looked him in the eyes, "if she didn't want a boy, why did she wait 6 years to have me?" Blood thought for a while, maybe she's right, maybe his mother had a reason to get rid of him.

                     But what was it?