Letters: Part One
Seven: Todd
I ran for a while in my newfound wolf form. All my senses were enhanced from my sense to smell everything around me to my sight and gut feeling. The gut feeling that everything that Tray has told me was wrong, nothing but lies and I don’t understand why. I hear another wolf and as I stop and lift my head to sniff the air. Tray’s piney sent reaches my nose making my stomach turn in revolution. I turn when I see his brown wolf and I cannot help but to snarl at him. He takes a step back from me and sits down looking at me. I growl loudly showing my teeth and he looks down at the ground whimpering. I don’t care as I turn, I take off again going home to my room. I need time. Time to think and decide what to do about the mess I find myself in.
I run to the pack h
