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Zion's hand shot out catching the knife, "maybe there is I don't know".
David knew he was outmatched, he changed back to human form, and put his hands in his pockets. He stepped out of the shadows.
David let out a low growl, he kept to the shadows, but he knew his growl could be heard. He didn't move from his spot, he stayed put. Lots of wolves would be heading this way now, and David didn't like the idea.
David hid, in the shadows of the woods watching the witch. what in the world does she want he thought to himself, not many witches would follow a wolf into there territory. When he saw her fall to the forest floor, he shook his head.
Zion laughed, he was sitting on the counter. He drank some of his soda, then looked around the room. "If we're going to hit the nulls we need more of us," Zion knew he was right as he said it.
Kyle leaned against the caves wall, he pulled up the hood of his jacket and closed his eyes. The words kept running through his mind you have to let go of your past, or you can't move on he let go of all the stuff had happened to him. His mind was at ease, once he let it go . Slowly he fell asleep.
David shrugged, he really didn't talk much. He put his hands in his pockets, and headed for the woods. Once he was sure no one was around, he shifted into his wolf form, and ran deeper into the woods.
Sam wiped the blood off the dagger, on his pants then stuck the knife into his boot. He sat there in his own thoughts for awhile remembering the times he had spent with his father.
David felt his shoulder, bump into someone. He stopped for a second to look back and see a witch, his muscles tensed. He wasn't sure , if he should run or something. His nose told him, she was afraid of something, he turned his head to find a bird. she was scared of a bird the bird flew off. He looked back at the witch his grey eyes searched her for any kind of threat.
Sam sat down got a fire going, and started cutting the fish with one of his daggers. "Dad taught me how to cook fish while we went camping."
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