The royal pack

I looked around the apartment one more time, letting the feelings of loneliness and despair wash over me. Not two weeks ago, I lost my mother. Treatment was too expensive, and we were unable to stay in the same place long enough for her to get the necessary treatment. We had kept on going until she couldn't keep up any longer. The sickness had caught up with her, and we had to find a way to give her some comfort at the end of her life. This tiny smelly apartment was all I could find and afford with our limited funds. And for a month or three, we had made it feel like home, even if it was sparsely decorated with whatever i could find. After 2 months, the sickness had taken most of her remaining strength and the last 4 weeks was us saying goodbye in the time she was awake and mom trying to tell me all the things i had to know to survive. stay in the woods, her raspy voice told me over and over, and trust your wolf instinct it will guide you to where you need to go. And don’t forget your training, you are a good fighter! Her blue eyes bored right into mine as she squeezed my hand tightly. Just nodding I squeezed her hand back. Just holding her hand I stayed on her side till I could see her shallow breathing end and the last warmth leave her body. As we arranged before I called the funeral home that would do a small burial without service, time to leave I told myself. I wouldn’t wait for the funeral home to come here so I started to pack up as fast as I could. I felt the guild build a lump in my throat that I couldn't swallow. Get it together. I told myself, wiping away a tear. This is not the right time to let yourself feel down. We stayed too long in the same place, and my Wolf could feel the threat gathering around us. before too long, there would be no more way out than to fight out, and I was hoping to avoid that. not that I could not manage a fight if needed, I felt my wolf side stir at the thought of a good fight. I had been sitting still for too long. In a burst of sudden movement, I grabbed my backpack and started stuffing in necessary items. one fresh set of cut of jeans and some t-shirts, a long knife from the kitchen set, the little food we had left, and so on. in the front of the backpack, I put a wallet a picture of my mom, my medicine and some elastic band and rope. the rest I could figure out along the way. Closing the door behind me was like saying goodbye to my mom all over again. Every step I would take now or road I would travel would be without her comfort and love and without her training. She always made sure my wolf stayed below the radar, saying because of my looks in wolf form we could get into trouble. But she never explained why and now I regretted not asking her more. This is not helping, I told myself. shut your brain off and start moving before whoever is chasing catches up. For whatever reason, there always had been rogues. closing in around us for as long as I could remember. In the beginning, only my mom would fight them off mostly in human form but if the groups were bigger. she used her wolf form Aswell. Her wolf was a normal ashy brown one, with big brown eyes and slightly floppy ears. As I grew older she taught me how to defend myself as well. Only she made me promise never to show my wolf form until I was sure I was save and the time was right. So she trained me in fighting in my human form mainly, I was proficient in my human form. Good enough for some rogues at least even on my own but it would be nice to let my wolf out now and again I grumbled to the empty feeling apartment. Time to go I sternly told myself and with a firm hand I shut the front door behind me quickly moving across the streets and weaving myself to the forest on the side of the town. It was like the trees where calling me, it felt unsafe out in the open so I moved quickly to the forest line where I could hide.