The hawk swooped closer. I mewled for help, but none came. My mother stood before me, her warm tail swept around me protectively. She was brave.
I wanted to grow up and be like her one day. She brushed my nose with her own, before hurrying me under a clump of grass. "I'll be back." She murmured in my ear. I didn't want her to leave. "Promise?" I squeak.
She pauses, before looking me in the eye. "I promise." There was sadness in those blue eyes.
She licks me once more on the cheek before streaking off over the hilly moor, the hawk circling after her. I did as I was told, watching her silver pelt streak over the dry hill.
Suddenly, with a great whoosh, the hawk dropped to the ground like a stone. I held my breath. Was it dead? But then it rose up again, mighty wings beating against the wind.
A silver shape was clutched in its razor sharp talons. It fought, I could see from all the way over here that it was biting and clawing and hissing. Then I realized what it was.
"Mother! No! You promised!" An echoing yowl came back over the hills. "Stay strong Monty!" It called. I started to race after the hawk, but it was already fading into the distance. I didn't care.
Fighting panic, I kept running; paw steps thudding across the coarse moor. Then, with a last bat of the hawk's mighty wings, a flash of silver and a last, echoing yowl, my mother was gone. That was the last I ever saw of her. I was alone.
A/N: Thanks everybody, for reading the prologue of my story! This is the shortest part of the story there's gonna be, I swear!
I value creative criticism, and I hope you can stop by with any helpful tips for this fanfic, I'll be forever grateful that you used up a couple of minutes to write a review for this story! And tell me what you think, too! Should I continue? That's pretty much it, I hope you enjoy my story! Read on! -Acornstorm ;3
