Lauren #12966

~Story coming soon~

Pain. That's all you've ever known. You dart through the woods, your breath coming hard and fast. The branches whip past your face, leaving whelps over old scars. Scars from the lab. You were a Lab Experiment, with your bright and unnatural pelt. Too many needles, too many tests. And too much blood taken, you can tell. You wobble on your paws, feeling the darkness after you. they were getting closer. You could hear their pounding footfalls, searching. Searching for their pet. You.
You stumble, ready to give up, when, seemingly out of nowhere, a wolf appears. A smoky silver, this wolf peers at you with eyes the color of the summer sky. "Another one, are you?" he murmurs softly. "Come with me, small one." He turns and calmly leads you deeper into the woods, following old deer paths and rabbit trails. You hear the searchers falling back as they lose your trail. The wolf looks back at you. "I am Nathor, and you can thank me later."
"Where are we going," you puff, barely able to stay upright. "Ah, my pack. You see, youngling," he pauses before a thick curtain of brambles and moss. "I rescue the likes of you, the lab escapees." You barely hear him, lost in the scene before you.
In a deep, dusk covered clearing, what looks like a scientist's heaven resides. Wolves of all colors, markings, and sizes converse quietly, tussle playfully, or eat together. Tears fill your eyes, and you hang your head. Nathor nuzzles you softly. "Welcome home, little one."