Once I finally got home, I started spreading the wool all over my tent floor, then I laid back. It was amazing. I had never been so comfortable. I slept for the night with Chester in my arms. I went out to find some things to make a fire pit since it was going to snow soon.
I gathered all of the items, though on my way back to the tent, I heard growling behind me. I was in hound form, with all of the materials in Chester. I turned to see what was growling. Oh no! It was Bloodmoon! "Hah! I see you're still alive and you have a little friend with you, don't you?" the alpha male chuckled.
"Yes, as a matter a fact, I do have a friend with me and you will never deserve a friend like Chester!" I growled.
"Awww, you named him Chester? A very suiting name, though if I were you I would name him DINNER!" Flames of anger were growing inside of me, and guess what? He gave more fuel to them.
"You know, when you get hungry enough when winter's heartbreaking chill comes to you, you will have to devour that nasty little carrat. You will not be able to hunt at all."
"NEVER! Maybe you're just too dumb to think of gathering supplies for winter or maybe even shooting a bird with an arrow while in your tent!"
"Mmmm... very clever, though maybe you will lose your arrows before winter gets extreme. Or what if a deerclopse decides to creep up to you while you're grabbing the kill you shot down. You'll be nothing but a block of ice!"
"Oh yeah? Well maybe you forgot I'm too smart to shoot a far target!" I could tell that Bloodmoon was running out of insults, so he fled, biting Chester. I was shocked! What a demon! I turned into human form, preparing my arrow and I shot the cold-blooded hound right in the head. He yipped and fled. "Take that, you mangy stray!" I shouted. I looked at Chester, who was wounded. I walked up to him, picking him up and heading into the tent.
