I felt my hands shaking as I held my mother on my back but I didn't want her to notice. I was afraid, and nervous.

The thought of going back to my pack was scary because I had no idea what to expect or how the pack was going to be like when I get back because of the things that have happened.

I kept on running though because I knew that if I stopped my mother was going to find out that I wasn't breathing hard or shaking because of the fact that I was running but because of the fact that I was afraid.

I didn't want her...