Chapter 6

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Our new home is a small wood with not much food but a lot of hiding places. Nearby there are humans living their daily lives. There are even wolfbloods. Firey says that they decide that they don't want to be wild like us and we should stay away from them. So I do. Firey is like my mum. I'm seven now and Firey has had Rosy. Rosy was red hair like Firey and sky blue eyes like Gwinadoo. One day, when we were eleven, Flower thought it was a good idea to play near the human park in amongst a semi-circle of a hill. All of a sudden four wolfbloods and two humans appeared. Flower pushed me towards them and ran. I froze curous at what they are doing. Then the wolfbloods must of smelt me cause they shot their heads at me. They snarled and the humans backed away. I backed away too. Soon they had jumped over the metal bar separating us. I tried to run but the smaller wolfblood grabbed me. Soon all of the wolfbloods had grabbed me and pushed me into an invisable forcefeild. With all my might I try and escape. It's no use. I howl my warning howl. No use. I'm trapped. What should I do?

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