02-08-2009, 12:59 AM
Among all the ashes the black female had walked along her pink paw pads became red and inflamed from her travel. Her mismatched eyes half closed from the starvation she was suffering at that point, she wanted so badly to stop walking but the fear of death loomed in her head. The thought of her return was some what depressing, what would her family do or even say to see her now after so long? The female looked up at the sky and sat for a rest, her paw pads felt like they had been set a blaze by fire. She stood up suppressing the pain she felt as she walked on leaving her paw prints in the ashes, 'I wander if anyone survived what happened here....' "Sigh." With her head held high she pressed on in her search for not only her pack, but for food and water. Her hunger was driving her more then the hopes of finding her pack to show them what she had become over her time spent in solitude.
Her lengthy body was due to the lack of food over her days of travel, the pink paw pads now without a doubt had turned red not only from inflation but from her own blood. The ashes that went on for miles slowly began to turn into white snow, once the female saw the snow she slowly began to run. The black fur of the female swayed as she ran, the fur around her muzzle and nose was not completely black, it was dusted with white. The snow now padded her sore and bloody paw pads as she reached it, feeling dizzy she sat in the snow and looked around herself. The snow was every where making everything look beautiful, her muzzle opened in awe of her surroundings. The whiteness of another wolf was seen by her when she walked further into the snow leaving bloodied paw prints behind, slowly she made her way over to the white wolf stopping only two feet away. The she wolf sniffed around herself to make sure the other wolf was alone, for once she had made a wise decision. She did not need to be in a fight with anyone in her current shape, she knew she would lose in a heart beat.
Her lengthy body was due to the lack of food over her days of travel, the pink paw pads now without a doubt had turned red not only from inflation but from her own blood. The ashes that went on for miles slowly began to turn into white snow, once the female saw the snow she slowly began to run. The black fur of the female swayed as she ran, the fur around her muzzle and nose was not completely black, it was dusted with white. The snow now padded her sore and bloody paw pads as she reached it, feeling dizzy she sat in the snow and looked around herself. The snow was every where making everything look beautiful, her muzzle opened in awe of her surroundings. The whiteness of another wolf was seen by her when she walked further into the snow leaving bloodied paw prints behind, slowly she made her way over to the white wolf stopping only two feet away. The she wolf sniffed around herself to make sure the other wolf was alone, for once she had made a wise decision. She did not need to be in a fight with anyone in her current shape, she knew she would lose in a heart beat.