Notes: This story is dedicated to banina. It is a mini series and may be a one-shot. Thanks for reading!
All I remembered was falling. Falling downward toward a light. Then there was nothingness… The next minute I was lying on the ground, face down in the dirt. I'm okay, I thought. But then I realized…
I didn't know who I was.
Next to me lay a wolf, breathing heavily. It looked up at me, its eyes filled with emotion. I had no idea who I was, but it seemed to. It licked my face.
I looked around. I was in a forest and had landed in a large puddle of mud. My head hurt, my sides ached, and I felt a throbbing pain in my leg. I looked at the wolf thing, and it looked back at me. I stood up, and it stood up. Obviously it wasn't going to leave me alone. There was no one else in the woods, just the two of us.
What am I doing here? Who am I? I thought, I don't even know what my name is!
I forced myself to calm down. Obviously I had hit my head. Maybe I was suffering from amnesia. But for now, I had to find shelter. At least it isn't raining…
Just as I thought this, it started to rain. The clouds opened and let their moisture fall to the earth. I was instantly drenched as the water fell through the trees and dripped of the leaves. If I don't find somewhere to take shelter, I could freeze.
Next to me the wolf whimpered. It suddenly grabbed my arm softly in its mouth and began to pull me. I had no idea what was going on, so I pulled my arm back. It looked at me quizzically, and then began to pull on my clothes. I realized it wasn't going to give up, so I followed it as it ran through the trees. The rain was getting harder and the sound of it falling on the leaves was a thunderous pattering. By the time the forest cleared I was soaked and shivering. I could catch a cold… I thought. The wolf looked forward and I saw a barn like structure. At least it might be warm… I thought as the wolf ran ahead.
Inside were animals. Pig chickens and other animals used for meat. I wondered why I knew the names of the animals and not my own. As the pigs squealed, I lay down in a pile of hay. The wolf curled up next to me and kept me warm as I slept.
I woke a few hours later to the sound of a gasp. I opened my eyes and looked up. There was a girl looking at me in horror. I realized that she was probably shocked to see someone sleeping in the hay in her barn. I tried to say something to her, but coughed instead.
"You poor thing…" She said, her voice was kind and loving. I imagined what I must look like, covered in mud and twigs and soaked. "What's your name?"
I opened my mouth to tell her, but then realized…
I don't know.