Her Destiny

Am I going to die??? Lying on the soft snow miles away from anywhere I knew, the awnser was inevitable. A large pool of blood trickled down from the large puncture wound on my lower arm and my black messy hair lay to my side protecting my bare neck from the freezing cold. I lay there for what felt like hours unable to move, puzzled about how I got there. A slow ache made its way from my arm to my chest and I struggled to keep my eyes open, then just before my heavy lids fluttered closed, I heard it: a wolf's howl peircing through the silence like a quiver from a bow.