C47 Charlie

I wanted to run away, to shift back to human and escape. But I knew if I did, the consequences—for both of us—wouldn’t be good. So I stayed downwind from the dead buck and waited for Regan to return. I whined and whimpered, with my chin on my paws and my belly in the dirt. What would Dad say when I returned empty-handed? Probably nothing; the look in his eyes would say it all