Rust. •Rouges Deputy•
I stumbled into camp and collapsed on the ground. Storm looked up from where he was eating the carcass of a young deer and Scooped up moss on his jaws and He rushed over to me and immediately pushed the moss onto my back wounds. I whimpered in my unconsciousness and a low growl escaped Storms throat. Honey popped her head up from the nursing den with her pup Cinder, a black wolf. She saw the state I was in and ran from the nursing den.
"Storm. What can I do to help?" she whimpered in a concerned voice.
"Nothing Honey." he responded, taking the blood soaked moss off of my back.
"The bleedings almost stopped." I let out a low growl from the pain but it turned into a whimper.
"She just won't be able to hunt or fight for a half of a moon cycle." Said Storm to himself. He walked over to the deer carcass and chewed up some meat and forced it down my throat. I hadn't eaten in a day and my whole body felt warmer with food in my stomach. I gave a peaceful sigh, and drifted off into the black void of sleep.
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The Wolf Pack
AdventureThis is NightPack trying to survive an invasion of rouges, with twists and turns in every chapter. Who will die and who will not?