chapter 3

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It's been three months now since the incident that happened with my mom and when I left the pack. Since then, I have found a small clearing dead center in the middle of no man's land. They call it that because no one and I mean no one lives here well except for me because the land is barren. It's like dessert but without the sand. With my magic I was able to build myself a house next to a stream that I had to purify for drinking and such. I also purified some of the land to make it where grass could grow. It's not perfect but it's now home. The only difference is now I have to travel a little ways to hunt for food. It takes me about 2 hours in either direction to get to any type of wooded area so all together I'm traveling 4 hours just for meat but hey it's safe here for now. As I'm watering my garden my stomach growls. So I gather my hunting gear and head off. I only hunt at night to attract less attention to myself. After the first month of being here I've figured out the packs patrol routes it makes it so much easier to hunt. aside from that I grow my own vegetables and fruits, I have a pear and apple tree that has started producing the yummy fruits I can't wait till they are ripe. I put alot of time into my garden because alot of times I'm not able to go out and hunt. For instance if a pack is having gathering their patrols are increased. As I'm walking the tree line I smell a buck a few meters in and be lined straight to it but being careful not to scare it off. I got close to where I could pounce on it when all of a sudden I smelled another wolf. s**t just my f*****g luck! But before I can cover my scent I got hit in the head. My vision started to blur and darkness had taken over. I was knocked out.
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