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claimer: I OWN EVERYTHING!!!!!!!!!! Besides the werewolf concept xD

I really didn't know how far I'd go. Pretty far, I guess. My family didn't talk to me anymore. I assume they all shifted back....I guess I'm on my own. I let out a huff as my paws hit the ground. I missed them, already. Except my father, of course, he was an idiot and for all I care could just die. Ugh, what am DOING? Thinking my father dead, ugh!

I'm an idiot.

Turn back? Or not. Turn back? Or not. I was indecided. Aw, crap. Why, why now? Why me? But I...didn't want to imprint. Did I? No, certaintly not.

It was when a wolf ahead me growled that I decided turning back would be a good idea. The wolf lunged at me, and I scrambled to my feet from the blow.

HEY! I thought, getting up and jumping on it.

GET OUT OF MY TERRITORY! it responded back to me. I froze, pinning my opponent to the ground.

You talk..?

Of course I do, you idiot! Now leave or I'll rip your throat out. she threatened. Yes, this wolf was female. I blinked, stepping back. She prepared to spring again but I stopped her.

Wait, I don't mean harm. I pleaded. I just need to find out where I am..

Why should I help you, you....trespasser! Just wait till my pack finds out-

No! I blurted out. Seriously, I'm just in need of directions and then I'll be off. I swear. She eyed me up for a moment, then sighed and started licking the small wound I created on her chest.

What's your name, kid?

I'm Sam, and I'm not a kid. Who are you?
I'm Bret and your a kid to me, so shut your mouth. Where you headin to, and from?

From Nevada, and... I thought of the first thing to come to mind. Canada, I guess...

Well, Bret sighed. You still have a long way to travel, kiddo. Your IN Nevada. Just keep going straight from here and it'll take you to the border line of Nevada and Idaho. Pass through Idaho and then you'll be going in the direction you want. Whoops, I have to go! Quick, scram before my alpha makes you into puppy meat.

With that, she was gone. Quickly I dashed forward, straight on through and briefly wondered what if this was a trap. Naw, Bret wouldn't do that. Would she? I needed to be brave. I'm a loner now, be brave.

Part of me wondered if I would imprint on Bret. She looked pretty as a wolf...GAH! Sam, get your head in the game.

Go straight. Got it. I studied the area in front of me and growled. This all looked the freaking same! Oh jesus....did something just stop following me? Bret's probably sending her pack out to get me. I swallowed loudly, keeping my eyes forward as I had a mental panick attack.

Screw this. I needed someone to travel with. Note to self, don't wander from home alone.

Gah! What was that? Oh shit, I can't do this anymore....Suddenly- I was being attacked again. Ugh, did I have a sign on me that said, "Attack me, I'm weak?"

My next opponent grabbed my scruff and threw me to the ground. When I looked up, I gasped.

Sam! Your coming home, NOW. the voice said. I cowered, my ears flat against my head as I looked up at my father. He stomped on my stomach once, and I whined- protesting.

No...no I'm not! I yelped. Another blow to my chest, and he took my again by the neck. Slamming me hard against the ground, I felt my leg snap. I whimpered, and he growled. I spun around, my leg already healing.

Do not fight me Sam. I'll kill you.

Well gee, what would Mom say? I questioned, pouncing on him and thrashing at his muzzle.

Now, my father was a hundred times stronger than me. He was old, but wise in skill and taught me everything I knew. So, was I stupid for attacking him? Yes. Did I want to go home? Yes. Was he about to kill me? Yes.

I was very stupid. But, whatever. I'm a kid, it's my job.

Sam! he roared, One last time. Do NOT attack me.

Watch me, I said, sinking my teeth into his flesh. We looked exactly alike in our wolf form. He had the same russet and sand shade I did. Our teeth were sharp, unaturally sharp. Our tail longer, and our paws huge. My sister's didn't have the same built of muscle and strength, but I did. If I was older and experienced (A/n: like Sam is now in my roleplay, ehhe xD ) I'd kill my dad. He wouldn't walk away without an injury. But, right now...

I'm a stupid, argumental teenager who's putty in his father's hands. Or, paws.

My father sighed, and spun around and sank his teeth into my back. I let go of him, and cowered. Blood splattered the dirt, and I snarled.

Sammy.

I froze. This was not the voice I was expecting..

Don't hurt daddy. Please, it continued. I could tell my face was pained, because my father watched me cautiously. Just come back home.

I...can't, Emma. I whispered to her.

Emma, I told you and your sister's not to shift back until I got home. Didn't you listen? My father growled.

No, but-

But nothing. You'll be running patrols all day tomorrow. Leave. And then she was gone. I looked at my father.

Emma is 6 years old. Your making her run patrols?! I shouted. He ignored me, beginning to walk away. Don't turn your back on me!

No, Sam. Your not apart of our pack anymore. He murmured. I'll tell your mother not to worry, that you decided this. Sam, don't come home.

I....

Just don't. I hope you find whatever your looking for, but Sam, don't come home unless you have to. No- unless your dying. He took off running.

Tell mom I love her, was all I managed before he disappeared from my mind link. I looked up at the sky, sighed, and began sulking as I walked forward.

2 days later.

"Wake up, sleepy!" someone shouted in my ear. I groaned, looking over and I jumped at the face that was suddenly so close to mine..

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Yayyyy. Im done. ;3