The Curious,Hated, Rouge

I kept running through the forest, only dimly lit by the moon. Not to my understanding of why it was leading the way for me tonight.

I'm just a rouge which.. Seemed to be hated by everyone I spoke to. I never know why.. Is it something I say? Is it Something about my appearance?

I do come off a little frightening I would say, black fur, and my eyes were an almost silver blue. I just look like a wolf if you ask me... My size is small compared to most.

My ears twitched once I heard a twig snap. I stopped and looked around, someone was indeed watching me. But I didn't know who. The small noises made by whatever it was were coming from somewhere in front of me...

I carefully made my way over, taking a defensive position, my teeth showing.

The figure jumped out of a bush making me jump back. It was a wolf, like me..

But she was bigger, much bigger, her coat was brown hints of subtle grey.

"What business do you have on our territory?" she growled taking a step towards me. Great, I stumbled across some territory.

I stood my ground and took a step towards her as well.

"I don't mean any threat." I snapped back at her.

She looked at me, her gaze just inspecting me.

"Are you Spirit?. From the dusk pack?" she smiled cockily. My eyes narrowed.

No one every talks about my pack.

My pack is in the past. And I never. Ever. Wanted to be reminded of my past again.

I growled getting close to her fast

"I'm not part of a pack, Nor will I ever be. I was never part of that pack. It's my business not yours!" I barked at

her, practically bursting.

Her eyes got wide and I could tell she was not expecting that. She backed down, oh. Now I know why everyone hated me. They all talk about my pack. Everything that I didn't want to be reminded of.

"I'm a rouge. Always have been" I said loudly before scampering away.

My determination was to get as far away from everything as I could. No matter where I just would. So no one would pester me.

I was indeed Spirit. But never ever known as Spirit from Dusk pack.

Long story short.

My Parents left me when I was very young, to fend for myself. I don't know where they went. Hell I don't even know who they are. But the mystery is why did they do it?

Immediately after the whole parents gone missing as I got older the others from the pack began to think I was the cause of my parents disappearance. They kept blaming me and hating me to an extreme where I almost died a couple of occasions. Tried to push me off a cliff, bite me to death, yeah I was not liked at all.

One day I just ran away sick of it, calling myself a rouge and never wanting to be reminded of the pain.

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(Well I don't expect anyone to read this. I just got kind of bored and decided to make a story based on Spirit my wolf. Or me. Idk.

So yea haha.

(:

~Spirit)