It was just like I was in a foreign land.

Bloodsheds.

Angst.

Troop of horses running.

The air smelled of death. Death in the simplest form, and when I looked around, it didn’t seem like anyone could see me.

“W-what’s happening?”

My eye brows cringed at the confusion scattered everywhere, with my hands shakily reaching out for my pup. My wolf hearing, heightened suddenly. A zooming arrow flew towards me and my paws extended, throwing it the other way, in reflex.

Grasping my belly, growling in a protective stance. It was then I realized I had to go away from this chaos.

“AVAAA…”

My eyes bolted, looking towards where the...