Ase My dad came back with us to the tribe, he was determined to destroy the Pinewood’s pack. He had never gotten over my mums’ death. Before we flew back, we had to calm him down, to stop him going over there and killing everyone. There are innocents in the pack, I know they stood around and no one helped me, but what I heard my uncle said to the warriors I don’t blame them. When we arrived at the tribe everyone seemed to stop what they were doing to stare at my dad. He was a sight to behold with his wings shining a brilliant white, his wings were huge, they went above his head and dragged onto the floor. He had no top on so he could fly, when we landed, he put his wings away which went into his back, then he dressed. I was one of the people staring also, magic is just wow. No words. We

