Ghost

A lot of ghosts past is a mystery, he came to this land bloody and wounded, exiled from his pack for finally putting an end to his fathers ruthless dictatorships. Ghost was limping heavily as he mindlessly wandered, past lush trees and deep snow, leaving a trail of blood in his wake. He was searching for something, anything to help himself, climbing higher and higher into the mountains till he collapsed into the embrace of the snow, He was dying. With every labored breath came a twinge of pain that made his limbs numb, the young male let out a soft whine. He tried to blink awake but it was to late, darkness was slowly consuming him, his eyes fluttering closed. Ghost lay there for what seemed like hours, praying to the great wolf in the sky to just let him go. ghost was brought back to earth by a nose sniffing at his back legs, then at his neck, he then felt a warm tongue lick his eyes. Ghost weakly opened his eyes, his vision so blurry it took a moment to even realize what he was looking at. Standing before him was a young female wolf, her features almost angelic as she gently stared down at him, a beautiful mask of white surrounding her features. Ghost blinked slowly and let out another weak whine, begging for her help. The young girl looked to be about his age, a wolf who just started out on her own. She looked up for a moment, checking her surroundings, then gently grabbed him by the back of his scruff. that was the last thing ghost remembered from that day, before he passed out