Ayan Tree

Running her paws over the deep claw marks scored into the bark of the thick tree trunk, a realization formed inside her mind. She had to go back to her people, her land; this place, Ayan, was not for her. Memories flickered in her head of the metallic stench of blood and sounds of pure grief and pain, causing her vision to blur. Shaking her head quickly, she tried to push the horrible thoughts away, and slunk away into the shadows of the bushes.

"Hey Daniel! Any food?