the wind was blowing, the rain was pouring down. then I was born, and my farther howled the night away, and I am the runt of the litter, my mother calls me Luna, me and my brother slept until mum got up, soon as she got up we all cried out for her but the dad came in to us but that point I knew dad hated me because I am the only girl and the runt of the litter.