* Yoke's Perspective *
In the northern forests, pack of wolves crossed snowdrifts that settled overnight. The wolves moved quickly in search of shelter, before the next snowstorm began.
A sudden stop. Start counting. All of them in front of me, but... my eyes searching, one of them was missing, my mother. I turned my head to look behind, then i froze... I saw my mother, her fur was ruffled, she stood motionless, looking at something in distance, she had froth at her mouth, ready to bite.
I looked at her, my eyes were wide open, didn't understood what was happening... I looked down at the pack of wolves, then my head snapped back at her when i heard "CRACK!!"
My heart caught in my throat, as I saw her, lying in a pool of blood that stained the snow, her legs thrown in the air, struggling, for her last breath of air. The panic gripped me, my legs moved on their own as I leapt away. I turned my head involuntary and caught a glimpse of a move, a young hunter with a shotgun clenched in her hands, trembling.
I run as fast as I could, I didn't look back.
* Kaida's Perspective *
My hands shaking, I saw two wolves, one ready to bite, one looking down at something. My heart stopped for a second, I was frightened, my eyes were wide, looking at every move, when one of the wolf took a step ahead, toward me I flinched and rise my shotgun, aim, shoot, without thinking.
I expected to hear silence, but no... the forest was filled with desperate sounds of cry and each gasp for breath punctuating the horror I unleash.
I lower the shotgun, I looked at the dead wolf now, didn't even look after the one that had run. I could hear the drops of blood falling in the snow, That smell... That smell of blood was driving me insane... I held my breath for a second then I let out raw shaky breaths, dropping the shotgun from my hands
"What have I done..." I muffled my words to myself, as a wave of adrenaline washed over me.
I kneeled down slowly, my whole body trembling, as i kneeled the smell of blood hit me harder, I rise abruptly, took my shotgun, I kicked the snow and turned my back to leave, sniffling to keep from crying...
***
After a few hours, I got home, dragged myself in the house, A lonely, rustic cabin hidden in the middle of the forest, far from anyone or anything. That scene... kept replaying in my head. I didn't even took my jacket off, I just lay down on the wooden floor, next to the fire place. Silence... The guilt was choking me.
I could feel my heartbeat and blood coursing trough me. I listened carefully, outside the wind howling and within it, a sound emerged.
I lifted my head and listened... a whimper?
I frown a bit and raised, I turned my head to look outside the window, the snowstorm already started, I couldn't see nothing, I pulled tightly the jacket on me and got outside. I walked around took steps toward the forest. My eyes narrow because of the wind carrying the snow. I stopped and I saw...
Buried in the snow three young wolves huddled together, shivering.