The grey wolf let out a growl and pounced on the female. He bit at her stomach, making her yelp in pain. "What were you thinking?" He demanded.

"It it was an accident!" The female admitted although it wasn't true. She tried to escape his grip but he held her tight.

"If you want to live, leave! And never come back...ever!" The grey wolf said. He gave the female one last bite and let her go. 

"Yes." The female ran off. She dared not to look back, but she risked a glance and saw that the grey wolf wasn't following her, only staring at her, with cold white eyes. 

The female jurked awake. She shook her head at the dream that really happened. In her past. Her fur was standing on end, still. The dream felt so....real. 

"Don't be silly," She muttered to herself, "it was just a dream!" She got up and stretched. She got out of her den and breathed in the fresh air. Fresh? Something wasn't right. 

She frowned. It was Summer, the heat made the air fresh, which might seem weird, she hated fresh air. She knew it was day and she padded out to hunt.