Something warm nudged me, and I opened my eyes slowly. A small grey wolf was standing over me, sniffing my hair. "Wake up," he whispered, licking my ear. I rolled over up gingerly, my muscles sore and my head throbbing. "What do you want." I croaked.
My voice was dry from no water, and my throat felt like a desert. I rolled my tongue around in my mouth a few times, trying to get the saliva going.
"They are waiting for you to go hunting." Nimbo, the grey wolf said hurriedly. I nodded silently then stood up. I bent over, my back cracking as I twisted it. Nimbo looked away. "You know that is so gross it sounds like you are dislocating your spin," he said quietly. I laughed softly. "It helps me wake up."
I circled my sore neck a few more times and heard it crack and pop. My neck throbbed, sending pulses of pain to my brain, waking me up quickly. I set off soon after to the cave exit.
My limbs felt like lead as I trudged back through the tunnel. The feeling would fade eventually, but for now, I would have to deal with it. I reached the entrance of the cave and almost fell over. A gust of wind hit me like a bear. My knees buckled from the impact of the blast of cold air.
"The wind will go die off soon," Charlett said grumpily as she lay down to let me climb on. Charlette was the second in command of the pack. If anything were to happen to Luna, she would become the new leader.
Once I was over the plains of glass and in the woods, the pack stopped. We were now going to have to find something to eat. There were many animals in this forest, but at night it was nearly impossible to find anything.
The wolves didn't need to eat every day, but we went hunting anyway. We tried to avoid not eating for a day because it wasn't very healthy, and it made hunting the day after harder.
Luna turned her head quickly to the right, her right ear twitching slightly. She stood completely still for a moment, then set off.
We all followed her slowly, keeping our ears open for anything. She led us up to a meadow.
The meadow was made out of golden brown grass that reached over my head. Thin wisps of wind blew through the field, rustling the tall strands of wheat. The plants moved as one like an ocean. When the wind blew at it from one angle, the tall grass all rolled together, bent, and flowed as one in the same direction. It was memorizing.
I reached my hand out, touching the tips of the golden grass. It bent under my figures, escaping my small hands. The wheat was surprisingly rough and stiffer than I had imagined. Despite this, it still escaped my grasp so quickly it just seemed to move with my hand and then past it. Going with the flow of my hand.
I brushed my hand over the wheat again, the movement in the air around my hand causing the grain to move before I even touched it. I played around with the grass for a bit, watching it in amazement, till I remembered that we were hunting, not playing with the grass. I looked back at Luna, ready to get going.
Luna paused for a moment sniffing the air, a strange look crossing her face. She seemed a little hesitant to go any farther.
She looked around slowly, and the look disappeared from her face, and she dove into the tall grass. The grass made way for her, moving out of the way for her. Then it swallowed her right up, and she completely disappeared.
The pack chased after her. You could see the top of the wheat moving where the wolves were. They all started to spread out, going in different directions. I was a little confused because I didn't remember spreading out as the plan, but I took a small breath anyway and charged after then.
Instantly the world around me grew pitch black. It was already dark out because it was nighttime, but this was different. I felt completely blind as I moved through the grass, following random rustles and other sounds.
My eyes slowly adjusted to the lighting. I was just barely able to make out the tiny stems of the bendy grass.
I raced around trying to find another pack member, panic circling my brain. I ran, turning whenever I heard something. My hands smacking against the thick bunching of grass. Trying to push it away and create space. It was so stubborn, though, and it would pop back to its original spot whenever I moved some.
My breath became ragged, and I became more panicked as time went on. The sounds of the wind and the plants became blanked out as my thumping heart raged in my ears.
Moving throughout the grass blindly, a small tear rolling down my face.
I wiped the tear away, stopping and collapsing onto the ground. I let out a scream. I could feel my vocal cords buzzing.
Then I heard howls. It started off with one wolf. It wrenched my heart out of my chest and gave me a little hope. I stood up just as three other calls joined into the first. I started running towards the sounds, a small smile spilling over my face.
As I pushed through the grass towards the howls, they became quieter. I turned around and went the other way, but it didn't help. I started going in circles, trying to find where the calls were coming from, but I couldn't find them. I just keep running around, getting more panicked. Sweat started to pour from my body, sticking to the plants and me.
Everything felt rushed now as I speed up, trying to get out of this endless field. I pushed through the grain, shoving it aside, my head spinning and my mind racing. More wolves joined into the howling, and it grew louder. The sound reverberated around me, driving me mad.
I let out another gut-wrenching scream. Frustration was building up inside of me, boiling out.
Luna's voice rang out, clearly freezing me dead in my tracks. "Follow my voice and my voice only," she said clearly.
I turned around, running towards her. "Only use your ears, close your eyes and stop feeling your way about. Don't try to catch my scent; just follow my voice. I followed her instructions, the world around me disappear. I couldn't hear, feel, see, taste, or smell anything. It was a strange feeling. It was kinda like I was floating around in a haze of sleep.
It was relaxing but also extremely frightening. It felt like I was drifting away, and the only thing that was keeping me anchored was Luna's voice. Even that was now fading into the nothingness.
The world was blank and empty—nothing but me and my thoughts. I opened my eyes, but I was blind. Nothing was there but emptiness. It wasn't even black; there weren't any colors. It was just void. I closed my eyes again, not bothered at all by the fact that I was lost in nothing. My thoughts started to dull too, and I drifted off into a sleep one without feeling.