"I will do nothing as to follow you back to your home."

Shadow would never be merciful, and give in to an offer like such. 'I will face my troubles, and be a real wolf, as my father was.'

"Are you certain, dark-fured one? You are in bad condi-"

"Yes I am sure! Now leave before I attack and make you three my breackfast, lunch, and dinner!" Shadow had shot back.

The three wolves stood stunned, but obeyed and disappeared into the ferns.

Alone, but that was all that Shadow wanted, right? The pain in his leg grew, and thought once to to call back to the wolves. But then, he got weak. Too weak. He knew that tonight, was his last night. His tensions grew, but they grew even more as dusk once more fell over the woods. The cold surrounded Shadow, and thus creating a cold, sad death that night.

GAME OVER