Beginning or End

Alessia felt something touch her face she stirred a bit still not conscious. Joey sat curling his knees to himself rocking back and forth, eyes closed. It's just a really, really, really, really, really bad dream. He repeated over and over. Alessia felt something warm touch her. She was trying so hard to gain consciousness again. Eventually, she did. She awoke feeling something unpleasant beneath her. She gasped when she realized it was blood. It didn't help the pounding in her head. Following where the blood led she saw her mother laid before her with a blade sticking from her chest. "Mom!" She cried tears pouring down her face. Then she heard Joey's voice. "It's just a really, really, really, really, really bad dream." She turned towards him noticing the position he was in. She went to stand. Her head was not doing her any favors but she made her way over to him. Kneeling in front of him. She softly shook him. "Joey, Joey." She said. He didn't acknowledge her at all. Just kept repeating the same phrase and rocking. She looked between him and her mother. Realization struck. He did this. "YOU MURDERER!" She hollered. Fury taking over. She turned into her wolf, howling in agony. This shook Joey out of his trance. He looked at her in terror. Backing away still saying this is a horrible dream.

She lunged for him her muzzle wide open snarling ready to rip out his throat. She stopped just inches from his neck. Turned and ran out of the cabin. Not looking back. She ran for what felt like forever. She needed to get away from it all. All she wanted to do was return home. She had no clue what she was headed for. Little did she know she was headed exactly there. Home the place of her birth and the beginning of a new adventure. She was bound to find out her destiny sooner than later. Joey was left in the dust, rocking away. Minutes away from imminent death. The Fepetaineshadows could smell the blood.