Secrets

If your reading this. your in danger. go to the forest I wont say much more. In fear for my people. Please we are all dying, help us They say my mind is tainted. Every night they come. Threaten me and leave me with a hand full of scars. I cant say anything. There always watching. They made the monsters, a punishment, for animals like me. Most people don't remember me, or what I look like. The forest always seemed to clam me. I sleep by the warm fire. My hackles are up. Someone's coming. I cant catch a sent. The forest reeks of Jamma's people. I open my eyes, and sanding over me is the most handsome artic wolf I have ever seen. Of course I hate him already. People in my eyes who seem to perfect, people who don't give a second look to us. "Well, Moon was right, you do look like a fighter,"