The Girl Who Ran With The Wolves

Hunter

         In a matter of seconds I could see the scene in front of me as I stand being a tree. The middle age man in fake camouflage and old fishing type hat with hooks and old bullets. I he keeps fixing his shot taking stands, cause he is tipsy form the beer next to him feet. The poor baby deer frozen in fear. I can't help the anger bubbling up in me, I notices that Leah is close by still in wolf from, she growls at what she sees. I look down at the ground thinking of a plan. Then suddenly find a biggish rock by my feet, I pick it up and look back up at the hunter. Figuring weather to hit the hunter's body or his gun or even close to the deer so it gets scared and runs off. I pick on another rock but smaller. I knew what to do.

           As the hunter readjust his stands again, I throw the big rock at the gun which makes it fling out of the hunters hands the gun still goes off but off into the into the trunk of the tree. Before he could think I threw the other rock at the hunter's head, which makes him fall and black out. I run to the gun and take all the other bullets and with my strength I bend the gun. I go over to the man and check him pulse. He is alive, but smells like he has been soaking in alcohol, he would have gone down if strong wind hit him. I quickly take any spare bullets from him then I just could not help but kick him where the sun don't shine. I go to the tree where the bullet hit and take it out. I run my finders over where the bullet hit and I can hear the slight moan of pain from the tree. Which made me so angry I could feel my body burn.

         "I am sorry" I whisper to it. The wind whistles in the tree. I get up and see the snow falling more and more covering the floor and the hunter still laying there.

          I clench me fist wanting so badly to punch him, my fist feel like flames are radiating off them, I look down. My fist had really did have flames coming off them, I gasp and relax my hands and slow with each deep breath I too the fire diminished. I am in shock, was this meant to happen?! I stand there frozen and from the corner of my eye see Leah just standing there is shock as well. The shock quickly goes away when I feel the fawn was by my feet licking my ankle. I slowly picked it up and hugged it as it tremored in the cold. "Where's your mummy little one?" I say holding it to my chest.

          "Do you always help the helpless animals you meet in the woods?" Leah says walking up to me looking at the fawn.

         "Well who else will?" I stroke the deer turning to face Leah. "Plus last time I did, it didn't turn out to be that bad." I kiss Leah on the cheek. As I do the baby deer starts to get restless and making cute little fawn sounds. I place it on the ground and it hobbles into the snow dusted bushes, Leah and I follow a few steps away. A few feet in we see the mother deer hiding behind a tree and as soon as she sees her baby she rushes up and licks the baby deer. She then looks up at us then licks my hands. As if to thank me. After a few moments the mother and her fawn walked away.

         "We should get back to the pack." She says taking my hand. "We are going back to our house, not the shack before. When maybe figure out why flames were coming from your fist." I nod my head and let Leah lead the way leaving the hunter to sleep in the snow. He should wake sometime soon.