the pack, on the way 2 minnesota.
(i think i'm gonna verplaats 2 having a 1st person point of veiw. tell me if i should go back 2 the other way)
-4 years later-
"got'cha" i said, feeling pleased with myself. this was the 6th deer that i'd caught this week, after the pack 2 moved 2 Minnesota. i was almost happy 2 b back home...ALMOST.
"nice catch." Lance walked up behind me and looked at the deer. "u sure u weren't a werewolf b4?" he joked, and we both laughed.
Lance was the new alpha now, since Dray died b4 they moved. i, of corse, had (unwillingly, but i had 2) suggested the move. i couldn't just let the pack starve! that would b just...wrong....
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