-the paw print path-

Chapter eight.

Their progress was slow. Crimson had gotten injured both from the attack of the finrirs and the hyenas so he was rather slow. And though he refused to admit it to Hazel he was hurting. Gradually though they learned to trust each other. Hazel hunted for both of them since Crimson was too weak.

“We’re about six days away from the mountain.” Hazel said sniffing the air. Crimson nodded but didn’t say anything. “So… you got any family at the mountain?” Hazel asked as they began to cross a river. Crimson shook his head. “No, not that I know of.” Hazel rubbed against him. “Well we’ll have each other.” She said, then seemingly embarrassed she backed off and went to “scout ahead” Crimson watched as Hazel gracefully hopped from stone from stone across the river. Crimson tried in vain to hop to the next stone after Hazel but slipped and plunged face first into the water. He pulled himself out of the water and climbed up back into the rock he had slipped off, sputtering and spitting from getting water on his face. A sound Crimson hadn’t heard in a long time came from up ahead where Hazel was. He looked over at Hazel. She was laughing, not at him but because she thought it was funny. Her melodious laughter rang through the air. Crimson smiled at her. She smiled back at him. Then to his surprise she trotted up to him and licked him sweetly on the side of his snout. She then bounded to the next rock and looked back at him, as if daring him to follow her. He happily did so…

Next chapter is in the shinehorn

Hope you are liking the paw print path

-Ghost.