On the frontlines of war
We have to find a better way
The war was long, the war was agony. Being just am innocent adolescent and being forced into the war was mortifying for such a young thing. But the war wiped clean the clan that was the shows of the land. His three sisters, two brothers and parents were lost the final night. The ambush killed his brothers and father. Then the merciless enemies attacked the rest of the pack. They brutally murdered the women and there youths. Astounded by how something of the same species as he could do such a heartless thing, he somewhat seemed revenge, but the he knew somehow that they're were to many. How many there were, he never knew.
He had decided to leave and start a new chapter in his life. He needed to forget and move on from the bloody mess that stained his old home. The smell of blood itself often made him lose his appetite, eating was sometimes hard to do. He found his way to the falls, his heart yearned to see the spirit of someone, anyone from his family that he had lost that night. The rumors of this place had caught his ear once a few nights ago, making him begin his journey. He rested in the shallows, admiring the crystal clear fluid that ran through his fur.
He closed his eyes and pictured his family. He sighed in sorrow, his hopes of seeing his beloved parents and siblings when he opened his eyes were slim and he knew it.
"And I will stand my ground until the end"
:: Mabbit :: Adult :: Demon :: Mate :: Heirs :: Home :: -Cris'Girl- ::
'Till we conquer them all
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