Sooner or later I was at the top of the mountain. It was colder than ever but there were a few goats which meant food. I pounced on a few goat and ripped out a piece of meat for Tundra. I explored the rest of the mountain, still, no Tundra. I felt like giving up but I couldn't, this was the love of my life! Knowing I had searched the mountain I had to get down. It was hard but I had to do this! There was a small rock I had to balance on but it broke right under me. I fell to the ground very hard, it hurt like heck! I tried not to yelp, whimper, or whine. I balanced on the snow and took a drink from the hole of water I made in the pond. For some reason my vision went blurry and and I fell. Later I woke up. I was warmer though. I was surrounded by leaves, it seemed odd but it was true. I stood up and my paws were weak, dirty and bloody. As I walked blood tracked across the snow. I licked my paws then carried on with my journey. The sun started going down so I just flopped to the ground and slept nicely hoping Tundra would come back. The next morning no one was there. It was scary and I felt like crying. I had to keep on moving or I would never find her. I was so determined to find her so I got up ate some goat and moved along.
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What Winter Brought Us
AdventureA story about two stray huskies Tundra ( Female )and Atlantic ( Male )and how they became the love of each others lives.
