Zoroark's Story Ch 6
I looked back at White and her friends talking. I jumped over the rail. I hit the sand with a hard thud. I looked around for Zoroark. I saw half of his body in the water and the other half oh the land. I ran over to him. I picked him up and ran under the railing.
I looked out and I was hallucinating, because I saw a younger me hugging Zoroark as a Zorua. I remember that day. When my father, Ghetsis, gave him to me. I looked at his face and sighed. "I didn't hate you." I whispered.
I thought I saw Zoroark breath but when I felt his pulse there was nothing. I wiped away my tears. That did no use because no matter how much I wiped them away they kept falling and crashing on Zoroark's chest. I looked up at the clouds. They were beginning to become dark. "N!" I heard White call. I pushed myself against the rail. I looked up and water fell on my forehead.
White looked over the edge and I looked back at her. "Why are you down there? Where is Zoroark?" White jumped down and walked ov