The whole pack was fed and sleeping, it was early dawn and they wouldn’t wake for a few more hours yet. Primis (though she wasn't known as Primis inside the pack, only referred to as pup) slept between an adult female wolf and another small pup. This female was her mother, or she thought of her as one. For as long as she could remember this wolf had been the one to take care of her. For as long as she could remember the pack had been there for her. She couldn’t remember a life before them, nor did she know one had ever existed for her. Primis was a worry free wolf, nothing in her life could have been better; nothing in her life could go wrong. The only thing she was worried about was the hairless pup they killed a few days ago. He had wandered into their territory and started harassing one of the wolf pups. The pack swiftly killed him before he did any harm. Primis was only worried about this because she could sense the worry coming from their pack leader. He was afraid something was going to happen because of the hairless pup. As she slept Primis silently twitched, remembering the rabbit she had killed the day before. She had brought it back to the den and the whole pack, even the pack leader, had eaten some of it. It was the happiest day of her life; little did she know that the next would be her worst. She was awoken by the warm, motherly body next to her being ripped away. She opened her eyes, still in a bit of a daze, and looked around. She saw that her whole pack was running around and snapping at more hairless pups, except these pups were larger, full grown. Human, the name of the creatures came to her, like a voice in her head. She yelped and looked around. Her whole pack was sending out distressing signals and was trying to fight off the invaders. She looked around for her mother, trying to find comfort in the chaos. About ten feet away she spotted the small brown wolf. She was fighting off a male that had a puff of brown hair on his head and a large scar running down his face. In the years coming she would never forget his face. Her mother managed to push the male down and ran towards Primis. She barked something that meant run and her mother ran past her, stopping to only pick up Primis’ baby brother in her teeth. Primis ran, like her mother told her, knowing it wasn’t safe. She followed her mom and, being lighter, soon passed her. She stopped and looked back when she heard a cry. Her mother was on the ground, her brother scrambling to get away, his small legs finding difficulty. Her mom was covered in red liquid. Blood, the voice came to her again. The male that had struck her down was holding a large shiny stick that looked sharp, and then he swiftly plunged it into her mother’s neck, more blood spewing from the wound. Sword, a third word was whispered into her mind and she turned and ran, forgetting about her little brother. She ran through the dense, snow covered forest. She didn’t know where she was going and didn’t care; all she knew was that she couldn’t go back. She ran for days on end, never stopping for food, water or rest. All this time words were whispered into her mind, hundreds of them. These words she never remembered hearing before, because the words were in a different language that she shouldn’t be able to understand. But she did, and with each word accompanied an image, telling Primis what is was. Soon she was going crazy with no food, water or rest, and the whispered words didn’t help at all. It had been maybe three days when the forest started to thin out into nothing, and on the fourth day she was worn out and she knew she couldn’t go on much longer. Almost as she was about to collapse she saw rising structures made of ice that formed buildings that she had never seen before, but the voice told her what they were. She ran up to one of the buildings and then ran away, scared of the largeness. She ended up in a large, clear space between them. That is where she collapsed and black out, but it was not where she woke up a day later. |