The night was heavy and the scent of wet soil and blood filled the air. Isla's legs protested with each step she took but she knew that she couldn't afford to wait and risk being caught even though she knew that they'll be busy fighting off the rogues. Every breath she took was very painful and her throat dry from lack of water,her heart drumming desperately against her ribs. She couldn't hear the commotion coming from the pack anymore but she needed to go far away. She hoped that she'd be able to get to the human city and get some help as no pack would accept rogues. She had heard stories of how kind humans were.
I have to leave this place and start a new life.
