through so much in his life, he wasn’t afraid of a ‘wolf’. A wolf pack was different, but not just one wolf.

“The name is Lyall.” Lyall looked at Bloodlust. “And you’re Bloodlust…”

“How do you know my name?!” Bloodlust asked curious.

“ I was watching you, with Weeko. The female wolf you were just talking too”

The rain began to stop, but the sun did not shine, it was cloudy, and the wind began to pick up.

“Do you know that wolf?” Bloodlust asked Lyall.

Lyall sighed, the wind hit his face, and he shivered. “Yes, she was my mate”

A smirk grew onto Bloodlust’s face. “Was? What happened?”

Lyall didn’t know if this wolf needed to know what happened in the past, or if he didn’t need to know.

“When Weeko lost her eye, I left that night. It was a hard night, We were just kicked out of our pack, and we stayed in a place, I went to go hunting, and one of our puppies, left and Weeko went to go find her, then Weeko got into a fight, and I had to leave, I tried to save Weeko… but…-”

“So you just left, while your mate was being killed?” Bloodlust interrupted.

Lyall felt guilty, he didn’t mean for this to happen. “Not exactly…”

Bloodlust “Well she didn’t deserve you!” He hissed.

“She needs someone to care for her, not a useless piece of meat!”

Weeko could hear Bloodlust and Lyall growling. Maybe I should just go see what’s going on… she thought. She headed the way, where she left, soon she came back, she hid in the shadows of the trees, watching Bloodlust and Lyall fight.

“Im not useless! I was a coward in the past!” Lyall growled, he was feeling a rage come opon him, he pinned his ears back.

Bloodlust laughed. “You still are…”

Lyall couldn’t take it anymore.. He growled loudly, then jumped onto Bloodlust, biting the fur on his neck, he pushed him down. “No Im not!” he bit into Bloodlust’s neck. Bloodlust pushed with his back paws and pushed away Lyall.

Lyall tripped over his own feet. He got back up again, he ran and jumped onto bloodlust, Bloodlust ran and jumped onto Lyall, he bit some of his ear off.

Lyall shook his head, “whats it to you?” Bloodlust jumped onto Lyall and brought him down, he bit onto his neck, choking Lyall. Lyall coughed, and tried to push Bloodlust off, but couldn’t.

“Get….off…me!” Lyall growled.

“Lyall!” Weeko cried, she jumped into the scene.

“Leave him alone!” Weeko sneered, walking towards Bloodlust, she pushed him off. “Leave…!” she had sweats of blood rolling off her face.

Bloodlust pinned his ears back. “Why does it matter? He left you! He didn’t care for you! Those words rang in Weeko’s ears, and stayed in one place in her mind.

“It’s not true…” mumbled Lyall. He couldn’t talk, he felt the urge too, but was badly injured.

Weeko looked at Lyall, tears fell down her cheek. “ I have only known you for a day, and you kill… My..-”

“Your what? He’s not your mate anymore…” Bloodlust sneered.

Weeko stopped, she didn’t know what to call him, but she didn’t care. “Leave!”

Bloodlust rolled his eyes, Weeko ran up and jumped onto Bloodlust, gripped onto his neck, trying to choke him. Blood squirted out of his neck. Weeko let go.

Bloodlust felt dizzy, he shook his big head. He sneered and stumbled away.

Weeko sighed, she knew she wasn’t done with him, she knew Bloodlust would return for revenge. She turned her head and looked at Lyall. He layed on the grass, blood all around him. She slowly walked up to him, she was speechless. She had forgave him, but he couldn’t just die. He couldn’t.

She touched her nose onto his.

“Lyall?…” He was silent. Silent as snow. “You can’t be dead, I cant lose you! You were alive 5 minutes ago! Now you’re gone?” She licked his face and layed beside him, hoping he’d come back, or say something.

Everything was Silent… The wind was calm, No movement, No wolves running around, no birds chirping, don’t rain clamming down, just sadness like rain…

To be continued….