Rosie's P.O.V
My dad woke me up as soon as the sun rose. We had breakfast and left to go hunting. My dad hunts our food and he wants me to learn that too. A lot of snow had fallen down the past week and we had some trouble moving from one place to another. My dad always knows where the animals are and hears their every movement. He now told me to hunt and he wouldn't say a thing. As a kid he let me hunt and roam around but he would often put my on a trail to an animal, he promised not to do that now. I followed my instinct and we approached an open space. On the side was a big pile of black. My dad and I approached it as still as possible and we saw the pile of black were two wolves. I thought they were beautiful but my dad thought otherwise, and probably better. The wolves were huge and
