Halcon Mountain
prologue
Weak and on the verge of unconsciousness, I lay immobile in the snow, surrounded by blood. As I gasp for air, my nails clawing deep into the frozen earth, the wolf’s muzzle prods against my cheek. He’s licking me, nipping at my neck, edging closer to my pulse.
“I’m okay,” I reassure, exhaling a shallow breath. “I’m okay.”
As my eyes become heavy from fatigue and my breathing labors, the wolf softly whines against my ear. Instinctively, my hand reaches up to the blood matted fur, softly stroking as his frightened green eyes look into mine.
“I’m okay,” I repeat once more, holding onto his eyes through half closed ones. “I can barely feel the pain anymore.”
Right before I surrender myself to the darkness, the sound of howling echoes in the forest and the wolf recoils.
“I’m okay,” I reassure, exhaling a shallow breath. “I’m okay.”
As my eyes become heavy from fatigue and my breathing labors, the wolf softly whines against my ear. Instinctively, my hand reaches up to the blood matted fur, softly stroking as his frightened green eyes look into mine.
“I’m okay,” I repeat once more, holding onto his eyes through half closed ones. “I can barely feel the pain anymore.”
Right before I surrender myself to the darkness, the sound of howling echoes in the forest and the wolf recoils.