Snowflakes slowly drifted from the pale sky, creating a thin layer of snow across the ground. Miya watched, her head slightly cocked. Her deep blue eyes stared blindly into the darkness of night. She could hear nothing but the beating of her own heart. With a gental sigh, Miya turned from the sky and headed into the small den behind her. 

The next morning, Miya slowly inched her eyes open. She yawned then slapped her jaws together, making a muffled sound. Her legs were stiff as she tried to stand in the cramped den. Quickly crawling out into the open tundra, Miya streched then lifting her nose to the air. A new smell mingled in the air. She sniffed long and hard, thinking of what it could be. Finally, she followed the scent, paw after paw.

Seconeds turned into minutes, minutes turned into hours, but yet Miya countinued to follow the growing scent. She paused, looking back to see her foot prints decending into the horizen. With a grunt, Miya countinued to follow the strange scent. How can a scent carry from so far away? She thought to herself as she moved forward, determind to find out what it was.

As night began to fall, Miya groaned with the hunger pains that haunted her. She had not eaten all day and was longing for a good meal. With hunger completely overcoming her, Miya plopped down on her haunches and whimpered. The scent, wich was very strong, raced through her nostrails. She growled at the effort it took to stand and walk. Her muscles practicly screamed, tensing up tight from the cold air and long travel. Miya winced but countinued on, into the darkness of night.

When Miya could travle no further, she toppled over. Why? Why did I have to follow this scent? Its stronger than ever but... but I can't take it! Miya squeezed her eyes shut, trying to fight her hunger. She placed a paw over her nose and whinned, just wanting to be back at her den were she could sleep in peace. Miya curled up into a tight ball to protect herself from the freezing artict snow.

A bright light pressed against Miya's eyelids pleading for her to wake. She dug her face into her black and white fur, to turn away from it. Then a deep and long howl pireced the silent night. Miya shot awake her fur bristling, heart beating from the terrifying nosie. It took a few seconds for Miya to recuperate. She squinted as the bright light in the sky danced, jumping from color to color like a rainbow. "The Northen Lights," she whispered with the gental breeze. Her gaze followed the lights then landed on the lifeless body in the distance. Miya gasped as the scent filled her nostrils once more. She took full speed to the body.

As Miya approched the body closer and closer she noticed it was the body of a wolf. She skidded to a stop, her breath shakey. Miya stared at the it, her eyes searching for an answer. She noticed it was a young male. Blood stained his white fur giving off a foul smell.

"I followed the scent of a dead wolf!" she shouted out loud, "Why? Why, Nava, must you bring back these bad memories? I said my sorry, I punished myself, I left the others when I was only a pup!" Miya looked at the dead wolf, and glared at the wounds through blurry eyes. Her head throbbed painfully as the memmories flashed before her eyes. She saw blood and death. She heard the shrike of wolves taunt the air. She smelt the oder of dry blood and fear. She could feel the darkness rise withen her. Miya couldn't bare the pain that gripped her heart, she cried and sent out a long howl of sorrow, pain, and anger. Teares burned her eyes and rushed down her cheek as she dug her claws into the ground. Everything around her  became dark, then quite.

Mother: Miya? Come here sweety...)

Miya: Mamma! Here I come...)

 Miya: Daddy? Dont be gone for long...)

Brother: Hey Miya wanna play with us?)

Rex: Your worthless! You dont deserve a home! You dont even deserve a life!)

Brother: Whats happening? Whats wrong with Miya? Sissy... get Mother!)

Mother: Miya? Honey are you all right?)

Miya: Shut up!!! Leave... me... ALONE!!!)

Miya shot from her sleep and scrambled to her feet. Her breathing was labored as she stood wide eyed at the coarpse next to her. She took in a shakey breath as she looked around her.

"It was only a dream..." she thought, "No... it was my past. It was what got me here in the first place," she recalled. Her body began to shiver as the thought of her past haunted her dreames. Miya turned to the dead wolf next to her then cursed the Northen Lights that still lingered above her. Soon she plopped down next to the body and cryed. She couldn't control her emotions, they relesed themselves through her thoughts. Her face dug into the wolf's white fur as she cryed and cryed. She was afraid to back to sleep because of her dream and she was affraid to face the world with its crule punishment. All she could do was let it all out, wishing none of this happened. Everything around her seemed to become still, quite, unbareble. 

"Dont cry."

Miya slowly looked up to the speaking stranger. She met the eyes of black and white wolf who looked younger then she, but also strangly as she did when younger. "Huh?" Was all Miya could say, anything eals she feared she would choke on her words.

"Dont cry." The voice repeated.

Miya took in a deep breath and exhailed trying to calm her nerves. She wiped her paw across her eyes, drying her never ending tears. The younger mirro image of her watched Miya carefully. After Miya was calm, she returned the gaze to the little wolf. "Who...who are you?" she asked.

"I'm a memory."

Miya looked closer at the pup, "Why are you here? Who are you?" 

"Who I am dosn't matter. Why Im here matters..."

Miya grunted at the stupid response. She wasn't in the mood to talk to this pup... or whatever it was. "Look! I'm not in mood to play little puppy... cant you see Im having a..."

"Bad day? You left your family for a resone in which was not your fault." The pup inturupted. Miya stiffened as the pup revealed the words in her head. "You only remember so much... blood, kill, death. But its not your fault," Miya tryed to make the stranger stop talking but she couldn't inturupt it, "Why Im here? Im here to stop your suffering... to take you far away from this horred life.

"What! You mean..."

"Yes Miya, I mean your time is up in this world. Its time you stopped suffering," the little puppy said with a touch of evil. Miya walked backward her head slowly shaking back and forth. 

"No... no! I'm not ready to die... I still have a chance to move on... I'm to young... I haven't even found a mate yet!" Miya growled at the pup.

"This is your chance to stop suffering... unless you've forgotten the past?" The pup whispered, coacking his head. Miya began to shiver as she thought of her past. I can stop suffering... I can be free from the damage I caused. But I'm young... and still have many years ahead of me to recover the past.

"You said, that it wasn't entirely my fault that I became the way I am..." Miya repeated the pup's words.

"So."

"So... If I can find the thing resposible for this, I may be able to undo this curse... right?" The pup stared at her. A hard look on its face gave Miya the shiveres. Then the pup sat on its haunches, "You believe you can undo the past?" Miya looked to the ground, "You think that you can be accepted by another who will love you even if you tell about the curse upone you? You think that you'll be able to find the thing that caused this suffering, this eternal bliss upon you?" Miya opened her mouth in protest but nothing came out. She looked away without a word.

"Its settled then... Nava has delayed your death and says if you can find someone who will accept you no matter what, you can make others believe that you are innocent and clear your name for the hundreds of murders you have commited, and that you find the thing that shamed you. He will spare you in that case."

Miya looked at the pup, astonished by the mention of Nava. She thought to herself about why it changed its mind without a word from her. She slowly nodded her head. "How long do I have?" Miya asked, knowing by stories she's heard theres always a time limit.

"Listen carefully, you must not let your cursed heart to overcome you because you become in a state that is uncontrolable for you. You'll have no choice but to kill for that is the curse. Keep it low and you'll be fine, kill an innocent friend and you'll be sent elsewhere!"

"Elsewhere?" Miya whispered. She looked away from the pup, I just bargened my life! If I can find a willing mate, make others trust me, and destroy the one who shamed me I'll be spared... but I don't know how to control this curse and I may end up some were worse then were I'm right now... well i guess its worth a shot!

"Do you know where..." Miya turned to find she was talking to nobody. She looked down to see that the boy had disapeared, only a bloody outline could be seen. Miya shivered as a burst of wind rushed by her. 

"I have to be strong... I have to pretend that my cursed heart isn't there," for a momment Miya felt as her entire life had been nothing but trouble, she hated the idea that someone else had cursed her life, had caused this trouble. With that she lifted her head, opened her mouth and let a deep howl lift from her heart. She felt it rumble through her chest as it scurried to free itself.

"Nothing will stop me!"

1 week later:

Miya sat atop the small hill, peering down to a small village just North of her. She swiched her gaze to the dark clouds above, noticing they were growing darker by the minute. I guess a storms heading in... she shivered at the thought. I have to be strong now... theres nobody to help me through this one. She sighed