Title: My Enemy
Disclaimer: Nothing of Wolf's Rain belongs to me…if it did would I be typing this? Probably not.
Author's Notes: Drabble inspired by Wolf's Rain.
Rating: PG
I tear at you.
My claws find flesh.
The blood flows free from the open wound.
You are young and weak my prey.
I feel the cold steel in my skin.
Your blade, it has wounded me.
I feel nature's weapons rip into me.
The pain is terrible.
You hunt me, I have become prey.
I must survive.
You have been stabbed.
My throat is slit.
My chest is broken.
Your human blood and mine have mixed on the ground as we die.
I feel the living heart throb in your chest and I see the same red blood on the grass.
I hate you, because they told me to hate you,
But is there any real reason?
We both bleed the same red blood, and breathe the same crisp air.
Hunt the same beasts, and love the land.
How are you my enemy?