To Love A Runt

Chapter Three

March 22nd, 2020
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Dania
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I stepped off the wooden back porch, I could hear the voices of my siblings. I heard Anthony scolding Axel for stepping on his plants while he was addressed me a moment ago. Ralph already was in wolf form growling at Dylan who was just mocking him with a laugh.

    Tre grasped the bridge of his nose taking deep breaths as Colby patted him on the back. Felix was counting all the things he placed into his bag. Probably for the fifth time.

    "Hey Tre," I said walking up to him. "Colby," I nodded my head to him and instantly Colby put his hand on head. It's a habit of his but I didn't mind. I looked at his large backpack and then up to him.

    "You ready?" Colby said, then looked to the side of me at Tre. "Let's round them up." Tre nodded his head.

    "Feel free to shift," he grumbled out. I smiled weakly at him as he walked over to the two arguing. I looked at Colby.

    "Ladies first," he said with a smirk. I rolled my eyes and then shifted. Due to me being the Runt of our litter I was super tiny. Compared to my brothers that is. I was a small wolf with spots of grey, black, and white. Nothing too special.

Colby then shifted and licked my face. I growled as I looked at the red wolf. He chuckled and nudged my face. Walk. I'm sure everyone will start to follow. Colby said to me in our mind link.

I started walking on the trail. The thing that's odd about werewolves when we shift. Everything that we were wearing disappeared, yet we could still feel the weight of it. The backpack I had on was nowhere to be seen, yet I felt it was there. Surly enough Anthony ran up behind us, his tongue flopping to the side of his mouth. Anthony has beautiful brown fur.

Everyone was soon in line. The way we always travelled is in this line. We would have me at the front, the weaker of all of us, and I would set the pace. Then Dylan the second strongest was behind me to protect me. Then Colby, and Felix, followed by Anthony, Ralph, Axel, and at the end of this long conga-line was Tre who brought up the rear.

We walked for a while, and soon enough it was dark. We could have been there hours ago. Groaned Ralph who was going stir crazy back there. I rolled my eyes and looked back at Dylan who just nudged me to keep going.

I like this pace, Anthony said, trying to backing me up. What I've noticed is from the incident earlier today, Anthony has rarely left my side. He only left me when I told him I didn't need him to grab my backpack with me. I hope Anthony wasn't actually worried about me?

It's so fucking slow, huffed Ralph and I heard him slam his foot down on the hard ground. Dania you know you can go fucking faster right? Ralph was starting to swear again. I tensed my shoulders.

Shut up Ralph. Colby said from somewhere back there. Leave her alone. Though now I felt bad, I didn't think that I was going that slow. I started to pick up the pace. Boys and their long ass legs.

What did you say to me? Ralph sneered. I heard movement and I looked back to see the line had stopped half way through.

Keep moving. Barked Tre from all the way back. He had leaned the dad bark, and instantly I started moving again. Though that wasn't the last argument of that night.

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We had made it. I laid down the second we got to the camp sight. I was tired now due to all that walking. I felt someone nudge me quietly. I looked up to see Anthony looking down at me in human form with a worried expression. I sighed and shifted. I watched his expression relax. I took my bag off me and started to rummage through it.