blood ooze inot my mouth. Satisfaction began to fill in, but not enough. I wanted him dead! what happened next, not even I remmember. I saw a flsh off white, and a blinding pain on the left side of my face. The pain was unbearable, I let go and I felt my self fall. I was unaglme to open my left eye. I staggered, I began to notice how hurt and beaten I was. I felt my leg slip and cuased me to fall. I realized that I was desperatly clinging to the edge on a cliff. I riased my head and looked across the clearing. With my good eye, I saw Gitsa's unmoving body.

"Gitsa" I whispered, to myself only.

The bear reared up and slashed at me. I felt myself falling...and falling. The sensation in my stomach was sickening. I hit several rocks, branches, and cliifs until I finally hit the ground. The force knocked the wind out of me. I lay there sprawled, feeling worthless and broken. my face continued to sear in pain. I felt several other injuries throughout my body. I was gasping for breath. my ears pricked up. I heard voices up at the cliff. Whisperings and murmurings.

"Is he okay..."

"that was a rough one.."

"Did you see Gitsa! Poor little thing...and she was his student.."

"Shush! Here comes Surgis"

I felt fear at the sound of that. My father?! Oh Spiritclan, what will he ever think of him now?

"The bear knocked him off the cliff sir" I heard someone say "Should we fetch him?"

There was a pause and a still silence. I didnt; dare to raise my head a looka t him. I was too ashamed .

"No" he finally growled "Because of his carelessness and foolishness, our clan has suffered. He is on his own now. He cant comeback."

I heard paddin gof feet and the back left the edge of the cliff. I was alone, hurt, torn, btu the worst pain of all was the image of Gitsa's dead body, and the shame in my father's voice. I lost everything. Nothing mattered anymore.

"Gitsa" I whispered "I'm so sorry"

The only response I got that night was the falling of snow, and the silent breeze. I was ready to die. I had lost everything.....my home...my honr....my family....gitsa........... 

    



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Guest
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May 02, 2011
That was great! You seemed to make is sound like Warriors a little bit, but with wolves. It's awesome! Poor Hetcha.

Guest
Guest
July 06, 2010
Wow that was great! Poor Hetcha. The title of this story is epic and touching at the same time.

June 15, 2008
Uk
wow this just points oiut why hectha acts the way he dose GREAT JOB!

March 30, 2008
Uk Female
im not a wolf, ok.
Great story it was a pleasure to read! Love your stories

January 12, 2008
Usa Female
Aww, that's so heart-breaking. The title wouldn't happen to
come from The Ghost of You, would it?

Guest
Guest
November 27, 2007
My My!! You're a good author!! You should win a Newberry
Medal!!! Great fic, poor Hetcha!!

November 11, 2007
Mexico Female
Poor Hetcha, Saba will make things more better!

Guest
Guest
November 16, 2007
im a huge warriors fan you must write more




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