Art is not mine in this link. CLICK IT please.I will color this wolfie a lot. Not all of my drawings will be this sad. I promise.
Shard gazed up at the sky, wondering. Why couldn't he have help? He was trapped. No one to talk to, no one to comfort him. Where had he gone wrong. He bowed his head. He could sence it nearing. It's thundering mass was snapping trough the bushes. There was no delaying it. He truned bravely to face it is it charged from the bushes and scooped him up in its massave jaws.
