Benny had sulked and grumbled and stalked his way around the plains and grasslands for a number of days. He had only tried to help the dumb kid in the river, but instead he got bitten and then weirdly scolded by the big, dark guy. The awful, horrible pup at the coast had been mean even though Benny had only wanted to be friends. He still couldn’t find his sister and if she didn’t come to this valley than no one else was gonna find her either.
Things just…weren’t going Benny’s way and nothing was good. The only sorta good thing had been Holly. She had called him a friend and been the only wolf who was even a little nice to him here. He would have just walked away without anything if it hadn’t been for her. He owned her something in return for her friendship. He had one last thing to talk to her about and then he was leaving.
He meandered through the edge of the oaks. Something about Bucky’s conversation sort of lingered in his mind, but he was gonna go soon anyway, so what did it really matter who he listened to?
“Holly?!” He called loudly, looking around for her.
Jan 29, 2018 09:36 PM
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