Samson slowly regained consciousness. He looked around and saw the medic bag, which was now ripped into shreds. He heard a faint, barely audible crying out in the distance.
He began running towards the crying. The closer to the crying, his paws crunching the dry, dead leaves that covered all of the ground in front of him. Almost like a trail.
When he finally got to the source of the crying, he didn't like what he saw. Lilly was lying next to Aaron's lifeless body, sobbing hysterically. Samson was saddened, but not to the point of crying. He walked up to Lilly and placed a paw on her shoulder.
"Lilly, we need to go." Samson said.
"No."
"Lilly, he's gone, and nothing we can do will bring him back." Samson said sternly.
"No." Lilly cried angerly, her crying getting louder and harder.
"Lilly-"
"No. No. No! You just don't understand!" Lilly yelled with tears in her eyes. "You will never understand what it feels like to lose someone."
"Lilly-"
"I LOVED HIM! I NEVER TOLD HIM! WHY CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND THAT IT'S NOT EASY TO LOSE SOMEONE!" Lilly screamed.
"But-"
"YOU WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND!" Lilly sobbed.
"I used to be a father." Samson growled. "Of a beautiful puppy girl."
Lilly kept crying, but was listening also.
"She died... Right in front of me." Samson said quietly. "And every day I pray to God that no one has to experience what I felt that day."
Lilly had stopped crying and looked back at Samson, who had his head low. He looked back up at Lilly angerly.
"So before you say that no one knows how it feels to lose a crush, think of the people who have lost something much, much worse." Samson said before he stormed off angerly.
Lilly stood up.
"Samson, I didn't-" Lilly started, but Samson just held his paw up to her and kept walking.
Lilly kept walking up to him before he eventually took off.
She tried to figure out why he ran, but she quickly understood when she saw something in the distance.
Three wolves were walking a few miles away.
A/N: Uh-oh. Could they be...? -R&R-