Well Heres A Story That I Wrote. I Will Be Trying Out Second Person Point Of View Narration A Bit In This Story So It Might Seem Kinda Weired. Very Few People Can Correctly Use Second Person And Make It Not Sound Weired. This Chapter Will Be Kinda Short I Hope To Make Future Chapters Longer.

I sat there. Just sitting there looking into the vast lake… Sunset had just passed and twilight was slowly crawling in. The moon was shining brightly, reflecting off of every smooth surface. I stared into the lake. My usually dull gray fur appeared unusually bright and black.

Maybe I should introduce myself I am known as ShadowClaw. A grey wolf with a light streak on my right side with a relatively darker mane. I am only a pup. Only 9 moons old. Out here is dangerous for a pup, but you see I'm on my own now, for I have no home. Maybe I should tell you my past, so you know what I've been through.

Sit down my friend for this may be quite an interesting chapter:

*flashback*

In the hidden pack of Jasper Park, there lived a happy family. This was my family. I was born along with 4 other siblings, 2 brothers and 2 siblings. For the first few weeks we could do nothing but explore the den which was built from an old cave. But we still yearned to see the outdoors. One day out parents said that they had a surprise for us. We were finally going outside! We quickly scrambled outside careful to stay within sight of them. We played all day out in the open and when nightfall came slowly trudged into our cave overlooking the beautiful valley.

Over the next few weeks, our parents would take us down to the valley. My father would teach us how to hunt while my mother found a nice and comfortable place nearby to watch. She would lay there and chuckle as we pounced on each other taking turns as the caribou. Afterwards we would go grab a bite to eat and spend the rest of the afternoon around the river. When the sun started setting we would climb back up our little cliff and howl for a bit before going to sleep.

One day when we were learning to hunt a group of assassins came and started slaughtering my pack. My parents told me to run and hide while they held the attackers off. I had never disobeyed them before and I wasn't about to start. I ran as fast as my little paws could carry me and hid. During the time I was hiding I heard many feet run past me. I stayed there not moving, not making a sound, for I knew if I did I would be killed.

After I knew the cost was clear I came out of hiding and went back to the pack. As I reached the pack borders, I was greeted by a horrifying sight. Everyone was dead… I walked among dead bodies searching for my family hoping they were ok. As I was searching I saw the bodies of some of my best friends, the pack leader, even the girl that I liked. Then at the top of the cliff, right there in front of our den, laid my parents… like the others they were dead. I curled up against them, and started crying. It was then and there when I decided to leave this dreadful place. The place that took my parents away from me… that took everything and everyone important from me.

The next morning I left. Wandering aimlessly for I had no place to go. No place to call home anymore. I wasn't about to go back to the place that gave me the heavy hearts, the burdens that I carry now.

*back to the present*

Well friends that was my past. You are welcome to accompany me on my journey just hit the review button below and type a comment on how u think it was be sure to hit subscribe or you may not be able to catch up. It's late now you should all go back to your dens now see you all soon.

-Starts walking away, turns around, and waves paw-