Mikes POV
I’ve been running for days. Only stopping to sleep, hunt and eat. I hope that girl knew what she was talking about. Eventually though, I start to notice familiarities. The trees are beginning to look like the ones we have back home.
I’m running along on edge of one of our larger neighboring packs. I should only be about a half a day away. But it’s late. I find myself a cave to sleep. I’ve haven’t shifted back into my human form since I left Millerborg. I tied my clothes up around my back leg, a little trick my dad taught me. My body is weak. I lost so much of my strength while I was being held prisoner, only eating their slop. I catch a squirrel and eat it quickly, before curling up to sleep.
The sun peeks out over the horizon. I positioned myself so it would hit my eyes an
