I've gotta stick to the plan... 'cause there's no "Plan B"

Oh mother, I miss you. I am a poor wayfaring stranger…Travelling through, this world alone…There's no sickness, toil or danger….



Her mind drifted to her best friend. “I miss you” She spoke the words aloud as if it would make a difference. He had ruined their friendship with his confession of love. Annoying. It was all annoying. Her mind was racing slightly as she thought of the male wolf. His full masculine darkness against her bright white pelt. He had been huge compared to her slender frame. She had always felt so safe with him. Was that love? Is that how it is supposed to be? Only there was no more time to figure that out, she had left. Jolt was no more in the Northern lands of… it didn’t matter. None of them mattered anymore. She didn’t know why she had made the choice to leave, but she did… and here she was.


There was a squeal and more laughter. A pup? Probably with it’s mother, but none the less being lonely was no fun. Jolt slowly made her slender form bend and weave through trees. “Ah” she paused way back in the darkened shadow of the tree line,  watching as what seemed to be a game of … hide and seek? The pup began to cross through the water and hid herself amongst the weeds. “Cute” she smiled and broke the tree line and entered out into the open. Sorry to ruin the party little one, but it’s been too long. Jolt looked over towards what she assumed to be ‘momma’ and sniffed the air. Her maw was pointed upwards and she caught the scent of one more? Another wolf, there were so many around here, how was this pack land so big? She was out of her element and she could feel it. She stayed back watching the wolf. The… big… wolf… What the H… what was she? Pups around, no cursing! Her tail swayed behind her slowly.

She stalked forward… time to be something new in this vast growing world… just don’t get yourself killed Jolt. He would kill you… he couldn't, he had stayed back when she left... so much for love right?