Silvertip Mountain Crippled Beyond Repair

@Ezekiel Would You Kindly?

The grey wolf went right to the falls before dawn. There was something about that place. It was where, or so he guessed, many others went to talk about their feelings. Chaska stared at the reflection. He had not seen his reflection since before he reached his target. And he was horrified at what he saw. He didn't see Chaska, but instead a ragged looking wolf, two scars down his left eye and the top half of his left ear gone.

His mouth hung agape at what he saw, not wanting to believe it. He waggled his left ear, not noticing until now that something felt like it was missing. How had he not noticed this in the fight? Had he been so blinded by his rage? No, he couldn't believe that. That wasn't him...Was it? Chaska smacked a paw against the waters surface, distorting the image. Not seeing the anger he never thought he had right there on his face.