Fear was pumping through my arteries, converting to adrenaline soon after. I had been running for so long that my paws had gone numb already, and I couldn’t even feel the dirt dig in beneath my paws. I couldn’t help but be thankful to the nurse who had made the effort of relocating my shoulder before I had gone in to see my mother, because goodness knows that I wouldn’t have stuck around to have it fixed afterwards.
I had been in to much of a rush for that.
I had followed my mothers’ scent all the way to the infirmary, knowing full well that she would be in the building—where else would she have been if that had been where her scent led me?
—F L A S H B A C K—
I made my way down the hallway, making my steps as long as I could, doing my best not to think about the fact that everyone
