NATALIA
It’s quiet. Too quiet.
I was expecting some rogues to appear after a few hours when the peak of the full moon was already near, but I still saw no one around. Not a soul. It should be something good. I have the small land to myself as it wasn’t that big in the first place, and no risk of being driven away by other rogues, but being alone like this felt so humbling.
It wasn’t what I was used to. I’m used to seeing people happily interacting, wolves howling in the distance, and the pups carelessly running around and often bumping into someone or something. The smell of food also felt so vivid in my mind, and then the actual peak. We ran to our heart’s content, running freely until we couldn’t, hunting and brawling around.
Of course, it wasn’t always happy moments. There were chao
