Terror from the north

Chapter two

Sorra Darkarrow hugged her surviving friends.

"Sorra don't follow 'im. He'll kill you iff'n he finds ye," a little hedgehog cried.

Sorra shook her head, trying to hold back the tears, "Infore, I must get my revenge. Our revenge on the wolf."

"Wait a day, Sorra. You are swifter than he," cried Infore.

"No Infore," remarked Sorra. "I must warn the southerners of his coming. They may have a better chance at killing him then we. Goodbye my friends."

Sorra shouldered her bow and her arrows, making her way south to lands of heat and less snow.

Too sad to look back, Sorra walked forward into a new life.