I quickly rose from my sleep, sure I heard some rustle in the bushes not to far away, what could it be? I quickly rise to my feet, only to realize I don't have to protect anyone anymore, I am a outcast, the clan is gone and I am here all alone. Not that I can't take care of myself.
Hearing some distant yaps from some young wolves...happy yaps. I return to my paws, locking my gaze on a nearby gopher. Realizing I haven't eaten in three days, I get ahead of myself and leap for the plump meal too soon, giving it time to notice me and quickly burrow into it's stupid hole before I can catch it.
I follow the sound of the yaps, only leading myself into more danger, in front of me stands a much larger wolf, from the looks of it, he looks well fed and ready to attack. A wolf from a nearby pack I suppose?
Well, he seams poised to attack and I ready myself in my defense. His fur is stained with blood? wait no, that is not what blood smells like, is it berry juice? Yes, that is right. The berry juice is stained around his jaw and front paws. Looks like he has been eating them.
But right when the wolf jumps to attack, he stops mid-leap, causing him to choke on the ground and move around in odd angles while I stand there and watch. Unable to move my eyes away from the wolf. The wolf suddenly stops moving altogether and lays on the ground. I wait a few seconds, no movement.
That is when a dark colored creature jumps out of the bushes. I am only able to get a quick glimpse of its yellow eyes before the world goes dark.