Chasing the Brightside-1Chapter 1
"The pack They can't get to the pack " The words came from the wounded maw of a female gray wolf. Her markings were darkened with blood and the rest of the fur soaked until it was red. "I have to lead them away." Her voice was soft, weak, dying almost.
"Quiet. Save your energy," barked a harsh, gruff voice. It was strict and demanding, but the words showed concern.
The gray wolf yipped as she felt sharp pain in her side. "They've bitten me."
"I'm just cleaning up your wounds."
"They've bitten me! They're going to kill me, and then they'll definitely find the pack."
"SILENCE! There's no one chasing you!" The voice growled threateningly.
"But they" She felt two thuds. First a paw hit her head, and then her head fell to the ground. After that, she blacked out.
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The female jumped awake again. She had to run; she had t