Chapter 3: A surprise waiting at the river
Humphrey's POV:
Kate! Um... What are you doing here, Kate? Go enjoy Barf. His Names not Barth, its GARTH! yells Kate. Yeah Yeah... I know.
Kate's POV:
Now, Humphrey, what exactly were you going to tell me on that train, on are way back from Idaho? As I finnish the question I can see he has taken several steps back. I leap between him and his den, asking the question again. "It doesn't matter!" What a good way to respond. Now Tell Me. Kate! Kate! Kate? I've got to go, but I'll be expecting an answer from you next time.
Humphrey's POV:
As You can see, anything between us has gone sour. As sour as a relation ship can go. I thought to myself. At least I slept well that night. Next morning, when I woke up, I intentional did not change my position or breathing pattern. I wanted to see if that white wolf was there. I suddenly open my eyes, just to find out, that my try had not succeeded. No white wolves. What a relief but wait. I was feeling watched.
Lily's POV:
I was waiting down by the river, knowing Humphrey would show up, as always. It was his mourning place. Why? Because this is where he saw Kate for the first time. They were just pups. They would play and swim together all day. I was there for some of it. He would be here right after sunrise. and the sunrise was coming.
Nobody's POV:
As Humphrey walks to his mourning spot, he gets side tracked. Kate what are you doing? Your suddenly acting like your mother. Bad temper and all, why are you going to "Cut My Intestines Out And Strangle Me With Them" as he hears this, he knows Kate is not only being mean to him.