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I remember when I was born.
I was engulfed in a bright light.
From the moment I open my eyes life fascinated me.
I would run through the feilds yapping away.
I loved the warmth of the sun on my fur.
But all my happiness was drained away when things began to change.
My brothers and sisters would attack me; biting my skin.
I hated them but I hated my mother the most.
Whenever I'm attacked she would just stand there looking at me as if I were never there.
In a matter of days I was an outcast toward my family.
I've never once looked back to see if they missed me.
However my family was now my lost sacntuary.
Animals would attack me and I don't know how to hunt.
I was starving and weak. I want my mother but she doesn't know my existance.
From a distance I watch mother teach my brothers and sisters how to hunt.
After two long long agonizing weeks I was finally able to hunt.
I pounce and I attack but i wasn't strong enough.
The only food I could find successfully were rats, raccoons, and squrrils.
I'm hungry and I can hardly eat this.
But if i don't eat it the foxes would get it but if i do eat it the food would just come right out of my throat.
I'm scared but I need to surrvie, I have to.
I'm strong now.
So strong in fact I can now kill those finicky foxes that try to steal my food.
I got a male! Finally some real food!
I no longer feel pain in my stomach but now I no longer feel fear.
As I grow I was able to get a few deer but only fauns until the buck came and tried to kill me.
My hate starts to glow.
I have lived so long in solitude and in pain and I want to surrvive.
I jump and I sank my teeth into his soft neck.
A red river rolls down his neck until he can breath no more.
I can hunt! I now know that I can live.
Through the years I hunted getting a little better everytime.
I killed the hellish female bear Shergo.
But the food is becoming scarce and my stomach is feeling pain again.
There was an unknown place near by my home.
It was a giant red wooden den and near it was food.
I crept up next to the border watching the white fluffy animals move slowly as they complained and baaed.
I can't help myself no longer.
I pounced and sunk my teeth into its neck.
I hear someone yelling at me followed by a bang
At that moment I could feel myself no more.
- by dragon_princess_ruler |
- Fiction
- | Submitted on 08/22/2008 |
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- Title: Wolf Eyes
- Artist: dragon_princess_ruler
- Description: I love wolves but the reason i wrote this is cuz sometimes when i'm under stress i feel like one. all the rage and hunger...strange isn't it?
- Date: 08/22/2008
- Tags: wolves animal nature
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Comments (4 Comments)
- KKslider33 - 03/24/2009
- hmph i'm a little like you y'know cuz i feel the same and i love wolves infinity/5
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- The-Greatest-Noob- - 08/23/2008
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A double negetive? Does that mean you CAN help yourself LONGER?
Lol, jk. That was awsome. I give it 5/5 - Report As Spam
- kittypuss123 - 08/22/2008
- i dont get the end...
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