Prologue

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"Catch her you lazy baffoons!" The fat man yelled. "You don't get paid to sit around! We can't afford to loose her!"

I was in my wolf form.

"C'mon, we have to reach it! We just have to!"

CRACK!

I yelped as a bullet penatrated my white fur. I continuted to run, but stumbled and fell.

"Now we gotcha," The fat man puffed on his cigar. His goons tied me up and put a mask on my muzzle. I growled. "You ain't goin' nowhere."

They dragged me by my hind legs and threw me in a van.

I'm not free.

My wings. They're loosing their feathers.

My wings. My wings of freedom. Taken before my very eyes.

I'm trapped. Nowhere to go!

Finally, my body gave up and I succumbed to the welcoming darkness.

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