Wheel of fate

My heart is beating like a drum in my chest. So fast and so loud it's the only thing I hear while my legs hit the ground. I told Damon not to follow me as that would rise questions, but now, the closer I get to the fight, the more I regret not having him near me. I don't know how to fight, how to protect myself in wolf form. The quick bloodshed of an attack. The cracking of bones. The screams of the dying ones. I've only seen it once and I died for it.

Just as I pass the last tree that separates me from the river, Nala whispers something and my body suddenly freezes. She took control over it and my breathing slows down, the muscles relax and contract while she gets used to them. That gives me time to look at the massacre in front of me. Not even the worst attacks from before compare to this. The blood is flowing into the river, giving the blue waters a terrifying shade of red. Bodies that seem half broken are gathered around the wolves that are still standing to fight, with claws and