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 Post subject: Scars my story
PostPosted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 8:58 pm 
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This is my story about a wolf who was forced to fight very young and was abused by his father and was forced to run away. Now he adopts a young pup who is lost. Read my story!
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“You will defend our pack until death finishes you!” He growled at me as I trembled. “You here me?!” He raised a paw and struck me near my eye I whimpered and he shoved me down into the dirt. “Warriors never whimper.” Then he turned and left me bleeding and dirty. “Oh Rowan. My sweet little Rowan what has he done to you this time?” My mother carefully picked me up by the scruff of my neck and carried me to our small den. She licked me trying to help. Then she stopped and looked at me her eyes full of unhidden pain. “I can’t do this anymore. You have to leave.” A tear slide down her check. ‘I don’t wanna leave mommy” I told her. “No honey I can’t let him hurt you. I can’t let him risk your life all the time like this. You have to leave.”

I woke up with a start and blinked rapidly. I looked around the abandoned train car making sure everything was the same. Nightmares are bad but painful memories are worse. I stretched and hoped out. Today I decided I would just walk around the town and try to see if the sled team was practicing. I had come to this town young and with my terrible scars and unforgiving past no one would take me in so I had to live just north of the town in an abandoned train car. As I entered the town everyone was already busy. As usual I said hello to the dogs I knew and in return I got weird glances and side steps to avoid me. I sighed why was everyone so obsessed with what happened before I got here? I headed towards the sled dog field and saw that practice had started. The team was practicing and the females were giggling and watching. I went and sat beside them “Hi girls. Hannah. Jewel. Anna. Luna.” I nodded to them as I acknowledged each. They sneered and moved away Hannah even muttered “Ew creepy”. As practice ended Brutus the lead dog walked off the field and towards me he pushed me down and snickered “Daddy didn’t do such a good job teaching you to fight did he eh Rowan?” I growled “Back off Brutus”. “Whatever you say daddy’s boy” then he pushed me again and left for the girls. I closed my eyes I wouldn’t let me anger get the best of me. Soon I was almost asleep when I herd a faint yipping sound. As it got closer I could make out the word “Mommy” in the yips. It ripped through me with pain. It sounded like me on my first day here. I got up and ran towards the sound. I ran through the course of people and animals getting glares and complaints. When I came to the source of the noise I saw a small pup on wobbly legs looking incredibly lost. “Have you seen my momma? Or my pack?” He whimpered. “No little guy there gone.” He whimpered plopping down on the cement. “ You can come with me. I’ll take good care of you.” I nuzzled his small muzzle gently. He looked up at my with warm brown eyes. “Okay.” He told me. I picked him up by the scruff of his neck and carried him but he didn’t like that so he bit on the fur of my neck and pulled himself on my back. “You stay on there tight buddy we’ll be home soon.”

The End Of Chapter One


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