I wandered around for days, searching tirelessly for my pack. It had been months since the accident, which wasn't really an accident, more like a cover up. My paws aches with every pain inducing step I took. By now, I knew to stop and rest, but how could I? I was without a home, without a pack, without my mate. So, I trudged on, desperation and hunger gnawing at my stomach.
After a good two hours of being on my paws, I dug a small, wolf-sized hole in the ground. After its construction was complete, I gingerly eased myself into it. Once inside, I examined my paws. My once beautiful jet-black paw pads were now burnt white, red and cracked. The desert was no place for a wolf!
I had to find a way back home, but I was lost. I slept for hours off and on. My head was assaulted with the memory of that fateful day. Providing little chance for rest, the mementoes busted my heart in places. The "accident" played through in my mind. The dragons crashing down on my camp, the desperate howls of my comrades, the smell of death in the air, the ever shifting battle. It was too much to bare. I did what I could that day, fighting off dragons, growling at them, hatching my claws against their hides, injuring their kin and jumping all over them. Despite my efforts, I still lost my home.
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A Wolf's Pack
Fiksi UmumAvalanche is lost and must find a way back to her pack, before its to late. But that all changes when she meets a retired police K9 who welcomes her to his home and she instantly becomes a true member of the family. Written by me and Christina
