Snow.
Snow everywhere covering every nook and cranny of these woods that I'm in.My wolf feels at peace here, happily taking control we silently bounded our way.
In the Snow we're like a blur blending in perfectly in our white and grey mix.Thats why we're so significant in our pack,but we're a secret.One that I hope never spreads like a wild fire for that would be an end to my free life in my birth pack.
The forest is so quiet to the point that you could here a pin drop, well any wolf could. At last we where at my spot the place I went to when I needed time to think , where I could turn of my link and purely relax.
But first.I need to Check the link one more time,my mum always told me that there could be an emergency or a catastrophe but our packs pretty boring. The only entertainment in our pack is the yearly visits to the other packs.
But still I check it every once in a while.
Cries..Help..Back up..WAR..where is she.. Blur
Those who don't know me call the Blur. They're here.I ran faster than I ever had.Not bothering to think that I was running straight to the ones who are killing to find me.Fatigue wasn't an option for me I had to carry on going no matter what.
Mother
Father
Maxuel
Lana
Family
'Be strong my worrier'
Dad
I was at the brink of crying,but I could here the commotion and see an orange blaze ahead. Immediately my senses were assaulted with rotten flesh,smoke the sight of death and rouge wolves.Enraged my wolf wanted to lash out but family came first and that threw away her irrational thoughts.
The house.My house. Burned down to the ground.Everyone was fighting around me making any possible grab at any weaknesses of their opponent. I Dashed to the secret panic room where all young adults ,children and some mothers where kept in all emergencies ,I passed fighters our great worriers and the wounded. It took all my will power to carry on running.
With the trap door in sight I ran harder hope lighting up in my head, only to be painfully thrown onto my side. Rouge
A light ringing rang in my ears as the rouge growled down in my face.Showing my dominance I let my wolf give out a threatening deep growl.The rouge could tell I was a female and was confused as to how I could give of that much dominance. He backed of only to reassure himself Which wasn't a good move at all.I let the monster out.
We fought powerfully it was like fire vs fire only I wasn't a crazy human less killer.Their soulless bodies follow a leader killing whoever passed their pathetic path.It was over for him. As he took his last breath my young sister lana emerged dirt smeared across her yellow summer dress and face.My mother then shot up after her with a grief stricken face reaching to stop her from leaving.
She was too late.
And I was too slow.Rewritten Xx
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Blood On Snow
WerewolfShe's lost and confused. Angry and hurt. Drained and tired. And she's loosing all hope. What would you do if you were beaten and bruised, used and abused ? Left unaware with what's happening around you , unanswered questions left open. Completely...