COLLIN
//ALONE//
I walked alone. It was a few days not seeing... that girl. She had big brown eyes; big, healing, brown eyes. What did she use? How did she not want us for their survival; and caring for us like others.
The howl of the wind was my only comfort in the middle of this fierce snowstorm. I really was supposed to be hunting, but I was planning on going back and just say, 'All the rabbits and squirrels were in shelter, like I should've been.' Like usual, I'd listen for a few minutes about how I need to be such a softie and hunt for real, and then they'd finally notice I wasn't even listening, or planning to anytime soon and leave me be.
I saw from a few miles away a small village with huts and cabins. My heart sank. Human flashbacks began of my memories in that village in my log cabin. I remembered every happy and sad moment there and the sad moments there seemed to be nothing compared to the sad moments of a wolf.
I shook my head, trying to shake the feelings away. I took one last glance and trotted away.
I figured two hours was long enough time and I could finally go back to my homeground with my parents. My mind was deep in thought that I almost forgot to keep eye for humans hiding. At this point, I didn't care. Kill me. I'll let you. Maybe it would be better. My parents wouldn't worry about where I was. I wouldn't bug them. I wouldn't live this nightmare any longer. For now though, I was stuck where I was in life, and just pray for the best.
I'll have to admit though, these 'hunting hours' give me a lot of help. I get the alone time I need, thinking time, and sorrow time. I can let the thoughts pour out and not worry about the others staring me down for what I thought. Suddenly, I saw Jasmine pop out of nowhere.
"Boo!" she laughed.
"Hey," I mumbled as I shivered.
"What's got you down lately?" she asked. "Live your life up more,dude."
"I dunno. I guess I'm still shocked about what happened with my mom and the hunters."
"She's alive, isn't she?"
"Yeah, and you know that."
//ALONE//
I walked alone. It was a few days not seeing... that girl. She had big brown eyes; big, healing, brown eyes. What did she use? How did she not want us for their survival; and caring for us like others.
The howl of the wind was my only comfort in the middle of this fierce snowstorm. I really was supposed to be hunting, but I was planning on going back and just say, 'All the rabbits and squirrels were in shelter, like I should've been.' Like usual, I'd listen for a few minutes about how I need to be such a softie and hunt for real, and then they'd finally notice I wasn't even listening, or planning to anytime soon and leave me be.
I saw from a few miles away a small village with huts and cabins. My heart sank. Human flashbacks began of my memories in that village in my log cabin. I remembered every happy and sad moment there and the sad moments there seemed to be nothing compared to the sad moments of a wolf.
I shook my head, trying to shake the feelings away. I took one last glance and trotted away.
I figured two hours was long enough time and I could finally go back to my homeground with my parents. My mind was deep in thought that I almost forgot to keep eye for humans hiding. At this point, I didn't care. Kill me. I'll let you. Maybe it would be better. My parents wouldn't worry about where I was. I wouldn't bug them. I wouldn't live this nightmare any longer. For now though, I was stuck where I was in life, and just pray for the best.
I'll have to admit though, these 'hunting hours' give me a lot of help. I get the alone time I need, thinking time, and sorrow time. I can let the thoughts pour out and not worry about the others staring me down for what I thought. Suddenly, I saw Jasmine pop out of nowhere.
"Boo!" she laughed.
"Hey," I mumbled as I shivered.
"What's got you down lately?" she asked. "Live your life up more,dude."
"I dunno. I guess I'm still shocked about what happened with my mom and the hunters."
"She's alive, isn't she?"
"Yeah, and you know that."
