0009

NORTH

"Because you're young and too wild and stubborn. Seems like you're not ready to be the lycan king anyways!."

Sir Fredrick's voice hasn't left my head, even with the fast speed I was running and the wind blowing my ears and fur back, the voice didn't leave me. I slapped my ears against leaves and low branches as I ran to get the voice out of my head not meaning to hurt myself.

Why doesn't anyone understand?. Why is everyone afraid of a war that we have won already, we have both orb! But no! All they want is to seat under sun all day and tanned.

I suddenly came to a stop as my ears tickled sensitivily to a distant sharp yell. I struggled to come to a halt and my paws made deep marks in the ground as I forced myself to stop running.

Immediately I stopped, I heard the voice again. It was yelling in distress and it had to be about 5 miles in the direction of school. A wolf was in troubles.

I gave up on the lap I was taking and changed my roots, running towards school. I found m