Arrow Lake Reunion

@Sinaaq

Artok limped slowly along the mountain range. Most of his other wounds healed and doing well. The one deep inside to the muscle and tissue, it was a whole other ball game. He would never walk straight again, she had severed or pinched something and he was paying for it. It was cumbersome and annoying, but he was learning to handle it. He hoped before his first birthday, he would hardly be able to tell, so used to it he would be.

He growled low in his throat as he thought of the past weeks of hell he had been through. His uncle had left him, he had been accepted into a pack only to be attacked by another member. Then the pack had done nothing, but belittle him and make it into his fault, when he had done nothing. They were so bias and so backwards, it made him sick. Honestly if he could get away with it, he'd kill them all or at least hurt them really badly. He growled again, and continued on. He would have to turn back soon enough, farther away from home than he would like to be.

He stopped to give his shaking limb a rest and looked out over the land. He couldn't deny that it was beautiful here. This place was gorgeous. He sat still, his tail curled around his paws. He held his worthless limb, a little further up than most.