I haul myself up to my paws, blinking awake. I stumble, weak from the exhaustion. The scent of Roseycheek and Starfur are stale.
Pain suddenly scorches the side of my head. I gingerly touch with my paw to where the pain is. My paw touches something wet and sticky. I retract my paw in surprise to see what it was I touched.
I see the familiar scarlet colour of blood.
The memories start flooding back like a downpour of rain. Starfur barrelled into me so hard and caught me off guard causing me to fall and hit my head on a...
I turn my gaze onto the ground where my head was.
A huge sharp rock spikes threateningly out of the ground, stained with what appears to be my blood.
I stare at the rock in shock. I'm lucky to have survived that. I should've been dead from that!
I need to head back to camp and report to King Rabbitfur. Oh no, what will he think of me? I failed what should've been a simple task and I'm his beta! I have failed my one duty to the pack!
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Wild Dogs: Run
FantasyStarfur and Roseycheek have finally escaped Forest Pack and are on the start of their journey back to Mountain Pack. Little do they know that their journey takes running into the paws of a wolf who is not trusted by many. Starfur and Roseycheek...