OKAY, I HAVE SOME BAD NEWS. I HAVE BEEN FACING PROBLEMS MORE AND MORE FREQUENTLY NOW, AND IT IS WITH A HEAVY HEART, AND DEEP REGRET THAT I WILL HAVE TO END THE STORY HERE IN A FEW CHAPTERS, BUT FEAR NOT, FOR I WILL HAVE A SEQUEL.
YOU HAVE MY DEEPEST REGARDS.
Humphrey sat, waiting for Hantawee to return.
She had gone to catch something to eat, even though he knew she was an alpha who was more than capable of handling herself, he was still deeply worried.
He had already lost one love; he did not want to lose another.
After about another five minutes of worried waiting, he left the den to see if he could find her.
Only to stop dead in his tracks when he heard a heart dropping sound.
As the earth shook violently beneath him, and a rumbling sound that was enough to give him a splitting headache, he knew it meant only one thing, a stampede.
Where she was, he had no clue; he just started sprinting off after her scent.
As he forced himself to go faster and faster, Hantawee's scent grew stronger and stronger.
She had to be close.
His heart sank, when he saw her running from the horde of unyielding caribou.
Acting purely on action, with no thought at all, he raced off to save her.
He screamed out her name, hoping, begging, and praying for an answer.
"Humphrey!" she called back, her voice, barely detectable over the sound of the pounding of the caribou's heavy hooves against the cold hard ground.
She was finally engulfed in the horse of caribou. She dodged their hooves left and right, but she couldn't avoid them forever.
Humphrey raced to help her, being struck many times when he entered the sea of meat, bone and skin.
Hantawee felt her body being crushed underneath the heavy hooves of a large caribou.
She felt its hooves crush her leg under its massive weight, causing her to scream in pain.
Several times Humphrey called her name, but she couldn't hear him, for she was busy being trample by the seemingly endless ocean of caribou.
She felt another strike her in the center of her back, forcing the blood out of her lungs and out her mouth, she heard her ribs crack as she screamed for breath. She cried out, knowing that it would now be too late to save her.
Hantawee now lied in the middle of the
valley, unmoving and lifeless.
Her feathers, crushed, her body, now covered in blood and cuts and bruises, and those weren't the last ones she would receive, as the rest of the heard continued to trample her body.
Humphrey finally managed to catch a glimpse of her body, and raced towards her.
Hoof after hoof smacked into him. With each strike, he grew weaker and weaker, until he was brought to a crawl.
Now he could do no more than watch her be continuously trampled.
With every strength left in his body, he crawled over to her and covered her with his.
Knowing it was the end of both their lives, they looked into each other's now, Half-conscious eyes.
"I love you." they whispered to each other with their final breath.
WELL, HOPE YOU ENJOYED,