• I’m running as fast as I can past all the trees, bodies of water, and prey as I try to out run the five wolves chasing me. I haven’t hunted yet which means I don’t have a lot of energy to keep this so I have to lose these guys soon. It has been four years since my mother die of a moose attack right in front of me. The last words she said to me where ‘look for gold and stay a way from silver’, but I still don’t know hat it means. The pounding of their paws is getting closer which means I’m slowing.
    All of a sudden there is a weight on my back pushing me to the earth. I try in vain to get out from under it but I can’t. I’m panting from running so hard and from the crushing weight on my back.
    “What have I done? This is my territory and I haven’t left it or hunt in any other territory,” I pant in wolf talk. With being piled on and stuff I can’t do much else any ways. The wolves around me look confused except of the white one. She knows what I’m saying.
    “What did he just say?” a silver wolf barks at the white wolf in the lowly language of dog.
    “He said ‘what have I done? This is my territory. I’ve”
    “He said what! How dare he call this his territory! This is the Moon Pack’s territory,” the silver one barks in outrange in my face. Then he looks over at the white and tells her to translate what he said in my speech. “and how dare he speak to me in a lowly language of dog like that. I am the alpha of this pack and I will not have a mutt talking to me in such a revolting language,” the silver wolf growls next to me.
    That pissed me off to find that he thinks I’m talking dog and I am very hard at to piss off. I growl in his lowly speech “I’m speaking dog?! This is dog right now! The language I was talking in was the language you like pack should be talking in! you call yourselves wolves. Your just a pack of mutts who are trying to be wolves. You’ll never be a wolf!”
    That shock those dogs. The silver wolf is the fastest to regain himself and he snaps his jaws next my ear. “You little mutt! I. AM. BETTER. THEN. YOU. You will regret you were even born Kain-9.”
    Now he shock me cause I don’t even know him and yet he knows my name. That creeps me out. I think he knows that I’m shock.
    “Silver, can we please put this mutt out of his misery,” a dog on top of me whimpers.
    “No, I want him to beg for death. You can knock him out if you want.”
    “What?! No please don’t …” a blow to the head brings with it the darkness which engulfs me.