Feyyore

Once twice His tail twitched. The men The evilness that run the world watched him. He lay there a skull beneath his paws. They did this to his love His mate Slowly he stood every lethal muscle Moving under his black coat So fine So silky. Damn them Damn there ways He stopped and looked At the skull of his love His mate Damn her for leaving him. He flopped down next to it and licked it. How he missed her His love His mate How he wish it had been him and not her He looked up as the cage door opened. He moved readying himself Ready to avenge his love’s His mate’s Untimely Cruel Death

 Time passed and the pack thrived the pups were now able to partake in the hunt. Galion watched the strained relationship that Artemis and Nicodemus shared. He saw it as what it was a curse. “Every one!” he yelled and they all hushed. “We are traveling as of now.” He turned and the pack fallowed he knew they would even with out a reason. It was a mouth later before he found what he was looking for. The witch’s cabin. He sat in the shadows as the witch existed and stepped forward once her escape was cut off. “What is going on here?” she asked and he understood this witch spoke the language of the animals.