I set of into the forest, following the wolf's scent trail. I track it relentlessly until it ends abruptly.
I sniff the clearing, puzzled, but all traces of the wolf is gone. I turn to leave but suddenly a bush to my right rustles.
I tense and show my teeth.
"Come out" I growl, trying to hide my fear. I had been so caught up in finding the wolf that I hadn't thought about what to do when I found them.
"Come out!" I snarl when the wolf doesn't appear.
A dark shape staggers out from the bush to fall at my paws.
Instantly I know something is wrong. His breathing is shallow, and long gashes have been raked over his sides. Fresh blood drips down his flank.
All thoughts of driving him out flee.
For some reason I can't explain why, but I need to help him. I need him to live, but I don't know how to help.
I lie down next to him and lick the wounds, trying to make them stop bleeding. It helps a little but now he is shivering. The wounds must be infected.
I curl closer, lending him my heat. It must be helping, since his shivering soon stops.
I fall asleep next to him, with an unexplainable sense of calm and happiness.
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The Chosen; Before the Journey
De TodoOwl was on the brink of death, already in Sky Meadow when she was given a second chance. Waking up, she starts a new life with strange new powers thanks to a string of glittering jewels. Not soon after she settles in, she meets a black he-wolf with...
