Storm knew her pack would be looking for her soon and picked up her pace and ran straight I to an old oak. "Ow!" she said. She sniffed around it and it was perfect. She lied down at the base and she knew it was her time to go and peacefully slipped away.
Sky had caught the scent of Storm and was leading the pack racing through the forest.Sky stopped to let the pack catch up and looked ahead and saw Storm.The pack approached slowly. They howled there sorrow for their leader, friend, and adoptive mother who was now dead and slowly walked back to the den.