Wounded Hope

Frankie POV

The area at the north east corner of the territory was a bloody mess. The ground was already littered with bodies, some faces I recognized. I can see dad’s wolf Thunder fighting off 2 rogues, so I charge in that direction. I rammed my head into the side of the first one, knocking him to the ground and leaped on him clamping my fangs around his neck. I increased the pressure until I felt the life drain from his body. Before I could move, I was tackled by 3 rogues at once. An excruciating pain ran through my hind leg and I could feel the flesh being torn apart. I rolled so I could get underneath one of the rogues, so that I could use my claws to rip open his underbelly. I was able to relieve that wolf of his innards and able to shake off one of my attackers. Lehr pounced on my remaining attacker, with the third rogue removed, I was able to counter the attack on the second rogue clamping my fangs around his throat and shaking until I could hear a snap that rendered him lifele