Limping out my shelter, cold. I am cold. I'd look around with my weak and torn neck, whining and yapping for my family. No one. No one awnsered? They just left me alone, alone to rot? '' Good for nothing- '' I barked, Snow starts to falling, '' What's this? '' I question myself, '' Ah, I'm sure it's called snow? ' '' Quit talking to yourself Ron- '' I heard a faint rustling sound, looking around I finally found what it was, A bush, I wobble over to the bush, sniffing, trying to sense what it was. But I had no smell. How unusual. An animal pounces on me. A wolf?! Why now? I.. I don't know what to do?! It snapped at my neck, '' NOT THE NECK! '' I cry, throwing them off, I jump on the wolf, scratching their stomach with an aggressive snarl, blood.. I see alot of blood... What have I done? Ron. Get yourself together already.. I'll finish tommorow or later.