THE PAST PLAQUE

fuls of my father's hair, which she pulled up on.Stop!"Over the noise

forest trees with a roar.A loud crack filled the air as soon as his four paws touched it.As the already un

sob mixed with a howl.I knew exactly what he was saying to us even though he hadn't spoken, as th

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d happened.I knew it was my own blood when a warm, wet substance began to drip down my face.I didn't have the strength to

feet away from me, my mother

t led to the turbulent river below.There was no sign of a grey wolf.When my mother got

to his death by the sound that ripped through her throat.He had been aware that he wou

despite the fact that my eyes started to tear up.Foam was dripping from the sides of their

xed on the enemies just across the way, and I was frozen in fear.It was only a matter of time befor

like my father.It made me think of newly fallen snow.She lowered herself in front of me and yelled "Co

here my father's body would rest indefinitely.I looked over my shoulder and saw the wol

ot cam

g the impression that there were more than one bullet.My mother tried to keep running, but she fell to the ground after only a few more steps.I closed my eyes by burying my head in her

s she shifted beneath me.She sucked in a sharp breath and let out a scream of pain as she attempted to grab m

had struck her.I was told by something that it didn't matter now.There was no

hair, I could see that she was smiling with her lips turned up.I had no idea how she managed

pressed myself as close to her as I could, I began to cry, "Mommy."I didn't c

hings considered, she looked past me towards something somewher

re a fox or a rabbit would seek shelter.If you were standing at eye level with the forest floor like we were, you could only