Already Gone

[Usagi Smallpaw]

A small wolf walks across the desert plane her twin tails swaying in the night air  cautiously keeping an eye out, she'd barely eaten in days he damned body was gettingin weaker. She hated being like this small,  barely able to match up against any other wolf her tails and size making her an oddity to be made fun of and laughed at. It wasn't her fault she'd snapped it wasn't her fault that the quiet slumbering thing had awoken. She had wanted to keep her head down but it had wanted out. It had awoken and was hungry and it wanted death. It wasn't her fault she came to drenched in blood two of her pack eaten their throats having been ripped out while theyd slept. It wasnt her fault.....