Ian The sounds of screaming filled the air. Terrified she-wolves running with their pups trying to hide. I didn’t recognize the land. I didn’t recognize any of the faces as they ran past me. I have no clue what pack this is, but the putrid smell of blood or burning flesh fills my lungs. My body is frozen in place. I can’t fight, I can’t help, the only thing I can do is just bear witness to the horrors around me. This wasn’t any kind of war; this was a m******e. These wolves attacked the women while they held their young without mercy. Simply killing them wasn’t enough, they would rip them to shreds. Same for their pups. I wanted to fight, wanted to help them, but something told me that I was witnessing something from some time ago. This was just a rerun of events past, there was no ch

