The Hunter
Running through the trees, I felt alive. I knew I shouldn’t have left my pack, but I wanted to prove to them I wasn’t a hindrance. That I could hunt just as well as my brother. He was the pack leader now, since my father abdicated his role. I had to prove myself worthy to him, otherwise he would also think of me as just his little sister. Weaker than him. I could be strong too. I would show him. I stared up at the sun through the trees, normally we hunted at night. I felt like I wouldn’t be missed if I left while everyone was asleep. Maybe hunting would even be easier during the day.
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