Raising my muzzle to the wind, all sorts of different scent washed over me. My paws felt warm on the soft cool soil... the sky was cloudless and open, birds flying freely through in its almost welcoming arms. This was my home, the valley of the dead. Spirits and ghouls alike wondered these lands in peace for thousands of years. My pack sister and brother played in the clearing sunshine protecting them and lighting them up as if they were angels in fuzzy suits of cute innocentness. Mother rested not too far away from my siblings, farther off hunting at this present. I hope he would bring back another deer! they tasted so sweet... deer was our favorite! If I could, I would have deer for every meal but ma and pa would tell us, "A deer runs swift, a rabbit slow. A deer jumps high, the rabbit dwells below. Big or small, run or crawl. Food is food, and any will do."; my dark tail wags cheerily as I jump to catch a butterfly landing softly again and again after every leap.

If only, ma and pa and told me... if only, the sun could have shined on forever... If only... If only... If only.

Rain... It was the first thing I noticed, it would also more than likely be my last.I'd always had a certain love for the cold droplets that so many others seemed to hate so very much, I couldn't help but see the hidden beauty. Both dark and light... Almost cruel, yet still strangely gentle... With the rain came both life and death, and as I lay in the middle of that road with the car lights shining brightly upon me and surrounded by screaming people crying bitter heart-wrenching tears that tore at my broken soul, I couldn't help but lie back and let the rain wash over me settling my long before tired mind and cleansing my bloody mangled body.

I coughed violently, blood glistening red splattered all over my mouth staining my white shirt. My iPod lay a bit to the left still playing and though the headphones were plugged in, I could clearly hear the lyrics even when my eye sight fogged and my thinking got cloudier and cloudier the closer to deaths door I came. "All dressed up in a white straight jacket, shut your mouth no you can't have it!" I listened to the lyrics and smiles softly "paper airplanes open window, here today and gone tomorrow" I chuckled a little to myself as the course started up, going into a coughing fit as a result. "I like to stare at the sun and think about what I've done, I lie awake in my great escape. I like crossing the lines and slowly losing my mind, are you okay? Cause I feel fine! Maybe it's me, maybe I'm just crazy. Maybe I like that I'm not alright!" I couldn't help yet again dwelling on the song as the course around me slowly faded into the background and time slowed into a peaceful lullaby. I was messed up, maybe even slightly twisted... I could do nothing more then lay here and die laughing' at the madness, finding comfort in the darkness. My thoughts were rather random... From thinking about the rain to the song on my iPod, I wondered dreamily if I was sick or if I was gifted.

There's so much I wanted to say... but I was to scared, to give away every little secret I had, I wonder what it would have been like if I had told her... I didn't care that she was a monster, I didn't care, I loved her, but now I won't ever get the chance to tell her my secret... to tell her a story of how a cub could become a wolf. I wish she was her now, I would give her it all... my very soul if she so desired... she was my sunshine, my one secret forbidden wish... and as I lay there, my focus slipping, I lost my grip on my humanity for the first time in so long, howling out in anguish, tormented by one simple saying that had stayed with me even after everything I had been through... "A deer runs swift, a rabbit slow. A deer jumps high, the rabbit dwells below. Big or small, run or crawl. Food is food, and any will do."; Silence pierced the Mid-Octobers night, a hungry wolf I was indeed.