By sheer determination Fluffy has been dragging and carrying the doe he had hunted. For hours and hours he dragged it on until he reached the forest. A day had already passed, he had eaten part of the deer but there was still plenty left. He was exhausted and worn out though, even after all the breaks he took. Not only that but he had also went with the assumption that there was a pack here. A forest was home like so there just has to be a pack around here somewhere.
In any case he was in the middle of the forest with no idea which way to go. He took another break and tried to think. He could be near a pack or maybe not. Either way he felt like his option was to try to reach out to them. So he howled, he called. Then he waited as he rested where he was among the trees. Maybe he’d get a howl in return which could lead him to a pack. Anyway he started to feel little excited. Thing might just turn around for him. The huge bump on his forehead was already a big change.
Sep 10, 2017 05:53 AM
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