Through the eyes of a Wolf

In the Beginning

A howl echoed through the crisp night, followed by gunshots and a wolf whining. The crunching of snow alerted the pack leader that they have to move forward, he howled again and paws crunched the snow leaving prints in their wake, although one wolf was struggling to keep up.

Uma's POV

I was struggling to keep up with the pack and I knew that if I got lost I would be left behind, a wolf without a pack is
unheard of and forbidden. Another gunshot sounded making me run faster, looking up I see the smoke grey of one of my colleagues fur. Suddenly sharp pain shot through my shoulder making me cry out in pain, the pack member looked at me and looked away not giving a second glance, the rule in the pack is 'We live as a pack, we hunt as a pack but everyone of us have to fend for ourselves when the time comes.' Which means that we live and help each other but in the end everyone will fend for themselves. I collapsed on the snow breathing heavily and bleeding alot the blood staining my white fur, the crunch of snow alerted me of someone approaching, I struggled to get up and was feeling faint. Then a grey snout entered my view,

"What are you doing here?" I asked, grimacing in pain "Im here to ask why they would keep such a weak wolf like you in the pack." The grey wolf said "I dont know why they would keep an arrogant wolf like you either." I growled. His eyes narrowed "You shouldn't have said that." He growled darkly, I chuckled surprising him "It's not like I have much to live for anymore! Now do I?" I questioned, blood pouring from the wound. We both heard boots crunching in the snow, "Good luck!" He said darkly before running off. The crunching stopped and I heard a gruff voice.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" It said, I looked up the was a tall man with a brown scruff with a rifle strapped to his back, I growled and tried to bite him and he stepped away. "C'mere boys!" He called to 2 other males who soon stepped into my view,

"Woah! That's a beauty." The one with black hair said, the one with red hair bent down and touched the bullet wound making me growl at him,

"I thought I told ye not to shoot em'!" He snapped and the other 2 flinched, "S-sorry b-boss." They both muttered. He ran his hand over my silvery white fur and sighed "Her fur will be stained now thanks to ye dimwits." He said "Again were sorry boss." The one with the scruff said. "I'm gonna put er' in the truck." He sighed and hoisted me up onto his shoulder and I growled and squirmed around until we reached a blue pickup truck as we approached he was talking to his friends. When we reached it he opened the back and threw me in not so kindly making me whimper and then shut it drowning my world in darkness.