Chapter 8 - Alone

I woke up still feeling tired as my sore eyes were already begging close, but this time I forced them to stay open as I stared blankly at the overhanging leaves of the weeping willow as they effortlessly trailed around me while the breeze flickered through them. My back was practically hugging the tree’s stump and It had been for the last three days since I found it to hide under. I couldn’t see what was past the leaves, which on one hand made me feel safely tucked away, but on the other it made me dread what was lurking beyond them. I breathed in lightly as the soft grass now warm underneath me. I had cried almost nonstop since I got here and now my eyes were red raw and my head was thumping but it was only now that hunger was starting to set in my stomach as it gurgled and rumbled to be fed and my wolf kept howling at me to eat.

I sighed and begrudgingly pushed myself to sit upright and picked through my bag to find some fruit and a pouch of what looked like was supposed to be drie