The Mark of the Leopard

The Mark of the Leopard

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I stop running and stare in awe, as I watch kitty boy jump on top of the elk and bite it's neck til' it stops sturggling. And then anger filled me as I remember. That was my prey! I walk over, stand in front of him, and start growling. He looks up, and I take a step toward him still growling. Planning on killing him. But before I could take one more step I hear my dad howl and yell through the family link. "Birayn get over here now!" My head snaps in the direction I came from. "What?" I ask on alert, my dad never yells at me. "Something's wrong with Polly. She called out to me crying and then it just cut dead." He howls again and I whimper. "So get your butt back here right now!" He shouts. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* I will edit this book in the future. Cover is from Pinterest, I edited it, don't know who took the real picture.
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Exerpt: "I pulled my chain with every breath I took. Every inhale of my poking ribs was another. Blood dripped from my neck wound to the floor in globs. I was tired. As I pulled another time, the sirens of the facility blared in my ears. They were already laid back in pain and lack of hope. Being pulled from my family, I grew up here, so the rushing of footsteps was nothing new. I finally callapsed as my door swung open. I laid in a heap of 6' 10" wolf. My ice-like eyes making contact with a brilliant blue. That blue reminds me of the old lake I used to go to as a pup. It's such a pretty blue. The male lifted a finger to his ear and said something my rining ears couldn't pick up. He walked over to me slowly, as if he didn't want to hurt me, taking hold of my metal collar covered in blood breaking it. He tried picking me up, but with his short frame, even my malnourished body was to heavy and large for him alone. "Just leave me to die" I whined hoping he'd realized I lost hope.

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