To my aggravation, I didn’t realize that I had arrived at the pack’s park where the pack members were gathered at the moment. There were a few practicing, and you can see families happily bonding. I sat nearby under a big tree and entertained myself by watching them. It was a nice scenario, watching kids with genuine smiles on their faces and having fun playing. For a moment, its bitter aftertaste brought back distant memories of my childhood.
When I was a kid, I never played with others because I was endowed with the responsibility to learn how to fight, to be a female warrior, at a young age.
I didn’t get to experience the same things they did. I used to envy them for having lived the peaceful life I’d always wanted but couldn’t have because, compared to other wolves my age who are liv
