Lena's escape

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Lèna's POV

"Ouch!" I groaned in pain

"Calm down; it's just a razorvine grass, Lena", Lyla said.

"Razor.... what you say!" I said

I was looking at my leg where I felt something cut me.

"It's just a RAZORVINE!" She said emphasis on the razor vine

"What's a razor vine?" I asked

"Are you kidding me right now?" Lyla asked feeling disappointed

"You can't blame me, I was never lectured about things like the way all female wolves are supposed to"

"So one could say you are an illiterate"

As much as it pains me that Lyla could say such a thing, it was just the plain truth: I was an illiterate.

I don't know anything that has to do with nature; the little I know now is that I had been opportune to learn to read and write before I started staying with my uncle's family.

My mom had trained me at an earlier age.

It is why I was able to read some books in the library.

"A razor vine is a wild grass that can cut through a human skin when it comes in contact with one" Lyla