Ch. 1
-Elin-
"I'm sorry I had to do this. You sacrificed your life for mine. You made me able to live. Now I will end your suffering." I whisper gently to the soft furred deer. At my last word I plunge the bloody arrow into the deer's throat, ending it's suffering as quickly as I could. A single tear fell from my eye onto it's soft fur.
"Thank you." I whimper, then retrieve my arrow, wipe it on my black fur pants, and swing the deer over my shoulder. Out here in the crisp woods, I can finally breathe. I can escape the poverty of my pack, and live. Live like I will forever.
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"Nice one." Rick says as I place the deer across his butcher table. His brown eyes soften as he sees a tear drop from my face.
"You know I-I hate d-doing it. This. All of it. But it's the only way." A shudder passes through my body as I let that sink in. We aren't rouges, because we still believe in traditional ways of controlling the wolf. But we are the weakest pack and the only way to survive is to hunt off innocent animals.
I am one out of five with the ability to save the animals' souls after we hunt. I send the soul up to heaven so that it may rest there and be reborn in the form it chooses.
"Hey now, at least they will be reborn as a new life. A second chance." Rick's rough hand pats my shoulder causing me some relief.
"Thanks Rick. I better go. Faith is waiting. Give a howl when it's ready." I state.
Walking away I loosen my shoulders and let my hands hang loose by my side. The bow string's mark on my three fingers had already faded away, leaving only the redness I knew so well.
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