The Deadly Dream

Pain, it's the only thing Outcry ever feels anymore. All she wants is for death to come and take her away. Banished by her pack, forgotten by her family, abused by her friends. The runt nobody wanted, now runs for her life, when she doesn't even want to live. Each day her legs grow tired, until finally the brown wolfess just collapsed. There is no more motivation, not even to breathe. Standing on shaky legs, the female lifts herself and let's a weak howl out before falling to the cold winter ground.

A smile creeps up on her face, as she wishes that death will finally take her away. Outcry has avoided all packs but now she can tell she's on the boarders of one, but that only makes it better. They can come and make her death quick, they can take all the pain away. Closing her eyes, she breaths in the cold winter air, and memories come flooding back. The snarls, growling, the hate shining through their eyes, as members of her former pack chase her to their boarders.