She beast

Forest beast

As I ran my surroundings became blurred. My paws kicked up dirt from the earth's floor. Run...run......run.

Running was all I could do at this moment, nothing else mattered to me. Run...run...but why? What am I running from? Images of star's life with her master flash through her mind, everything, from the start, to the bitter and bloody end.

The wolf tripped over an uprooted tree trunk and tumbled to a stop. She got up on all fours, panting rapidly to catch her breath.

Run...run...I can't.
I can't move. Run...RUN!

My body isn't obeying my command, I have to move, I need to move.

But as the wolf tried desperately to sprint into the blackened night, her paw was sprung and twisted at an odd position because of the uprooted trunk.
Burning tears escape the wolf's eyes, all is lost in this world to her, she has no home, no family, nothing, not even a name.

My heart yearns for company, for family.....

The wolf sat up on her haunches and with out knowing, she started a deep bone chilling howl. It was all she could do, she let her feelings flow out into her howl, this was the howl of a sorrowful, heartbroken she beast. Her life's story was told in this howl, everything that she could remember from when she was a lost pup in a burning log cabin to her now depressing state.

It was not long until others of her kind felt the shattered/mixed emotions and joined her saddening ballad. It was like an orchestra filled with crescendos and decrescendos, all howls seemed carefully composed like a piece of music, all beasts of her kind were empathetic to the lone she beast. This is the sound of music, this is the sound of their music.

Hours passed, the howls from the beasts of her kind had dimmed, but the she beast didn't care. She kept on poring her heart out into her howl.

Her lone deep ominous howl echoed through out the night.

Forever alone.....

~The next morning~

Passed out underneath a large oak tree was our poor depressed  wolf protagonist. Wind blows through her fur as she sleeps in a calm and deep slumber. But what's this her legs are twitching, bad dreams perhaps?

Inside she beast's dream

"When you see an opening go for it, and don't look back!"Yelled a charcoal grey colored wolf. The flames were to tall, no opening could be seen,"big brother, I'm scared"

"Don't be." The flames licked my nose begging me to become one with its fiery flames. An opening tore a hole through the fires intimidating wall, and I did as brother told me. I kept running away not caring to see where I was going. A split second later I found myself inside a weird structure and decided to nap there for a while. And then as soon as I opened my eyes the fire had found me and trapped me within the buildings wooden walls. That's when...I saw him...

A suit of some sort protected him from the hungry flames...I screamed for fear of what will become of the man in the suit, I feared what Gene will become. His eyes locked on mine, connecting our souls together. The man rushed over to me and held out his hands to grab me...

A growl tore me from my dream or should I say the beginning of a nightmare. I was face to face with an unknown beast. Like me it walked on four legs, had a fluffy pelt, pure amber eyes that were glittered with anger and distrust, the creature had a thing wiggling beneath its belly in between its hind legs. Could it be male?

"Hey!" The male beast snarled,"My eyes are up here pervert!"

He tripped me off my feet with a near by stick. We were nose to nose. His breath was hot enough to sting my nostrils.

"State your business here outsider"