I wait for what seems like hours until I make my move. I had to be lethal and sneaky, if I were to get caught I would face the wrath of Ronald. I peek out of my slightly ajar door to the halls. The halls were empty, not a single wolf in sight. I knew that if I made one wrong move I would be doomed so I decided to move slow. Time is my enemy in this battle as opposed to being an asset. It was dark out, not full fledged night time but slowly creeping towards it. The wolves were most likely on patrol.
'Gosh, I don't recall this being to difficult.' I thought to myself.
I remember being young and sneaking out all the time, it was far easier because I knew the pack inside and out.
After convincing myself that it's now or never I took a tentative step out of the door, out of my safe-zone. I
