Brooke stared up at the pink and purple sky. She wished her family could be here, she wished she had her friends. She just wished she weren't alone. Her the ground around her was covered with blood of her family and friends. She had a bit of blood on her own teeth, but it was far beyond dry. She was a wolf, and her entire pack was gone. She had been sitting in the middle of the field for hours, she didn't want to accept the fact that her pack was gone. She didn't understand what had happened, it had happened so fast.
She finally averted her gaze from the sky. She had heard something moving around in the tall grass that surrounded her. She stood and perked her ears up, aiming to find the source of the sound. She narrowed her eyes at one spot in the grass, as she heard something coming from there, but she couldn't see it. Suddenly a rabbit jumped out, but soon jumped back away, due to its natural fear of wolves. Brooke didn't want the rabbit to fear her, in fact right now, she felt the w