Narator :
In the den, many wolves were chatting, laughing, playing, and most of all gossiping. You see, Fern is hated among the wolves for having a different fur color and for being weak. The others would nip, bite, scratch, and chase her to the extent that she would run off to who knows where. Now this wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't for the cougars, other packs, and poachers just outside their territory.
So while everyone in the pack was inside the den, Fern laid in the soft green grass only a few meters away from the rest. Fern sat there clearly showing how much her pack hates her. She has tears streaming down her eyes like a waterfall, and her big soft ears and tail against her body.
Fern's POV:
'Why?... why am I so weak and stupid...The reason why he was yelling was because I was too stupid to realize that cougar... And he realized it before me...I can't even walk back to the den without Greyson allowing me to lean on him....he'll never love me now...why do I care anyway....I saw discuss in his eyes.....he only saved me because I'm the only crafter...' As I'm thinking this, tears are coming down faster and I start whimpering and shaking softly.
"Don't cry dear."
I raise my head to see Mary softly smiling at me with sympathy. She comes to my side and starts to nuzzle my side.
"Don't forget we love you Fern, and some day they will all realise what foolish mistake they have made." Mary said softly.
"I love you Mary...thank you for loving me even though I am not special..." I said, slowly drifting into a light slumber.
"I love you too Fern...Very very much." Mary said, also falling asleep.
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Wolf Pack
RomantizmGreyson is your typical alpha wolf pack leader that has no intention of showing his caring and protective side that is behind his macho face to the pack. But what if the pack's weakling, Fern breaks the mask.
