Prince of Wolves

s p r i n g

i open my eyes.

the first thing i notice is the green.

outside the cave.

it is green.

the trees.

the ground.

everything.

then i notice the change.

my eyesight is sharper.

i try to stand.

i fall.

i look at my feet.

they are paws.

covered in black fur.

i try to speak, to call for someone.

i can't.

a harsh whimper escapes from my throat.

it is raw and dry.

i need water.

i try to stand again.

feels strange to be on four paws.

i take a trembling step.

i yelp as my chin bumps against the hard cave floor.

i drag myself up to stand.

it feels like forever before i'm finally out of the dark cave.

the light from the sun is blinding.

then i notice the sounds.

the birds twittering in the branches.

the soft trickle of a stream.

my mouth opens, tasting the air.

i slowly make my way towards the sound and smell.

water.

i lap it up.

i feel strange drinking like this.

i head back to the cave.

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