its time to move on

not alone

~from laster part~

"whos there" i yell out i get up weekly and walk over the the bush

"wimper" i jump back i walk back over and part the thorn bush

"aww" i look seeing a wolf pup siting there stuck in the thorns

"you want some help" i bend down listing it up

it looks at me with bright brown eyes its soft brown fur sticking all around

it wimpers

"whats wrong" i put it down

"oh" i see thorns all over him

i reach over and pluck off the thorns.

"there better" i sigh and grab my bag as the pup yeps like a thank you

"no problem" i wink at the pup "i should go sorry" i get up and walk away

i start to hear whimpering "gaw" i turn to see the pup siting there its head down and it shaking "darn it"

i walk over and pick it up "i got you" i put it in my bag and walk back home .