Alpha Kael
Looking around, I try see who shot it, but the forest seems empty and Axel is the only one walking across the field.
Strange.
Vaulting over the fence, I walk to the arrow. There is always the risk someone could shot again and hit me, however, I doubt it. This looks like a message being delivered in the strangest way I’ve seen.
I untie a rolled up note from the arrow, unraveling it. On one side, a note with a long letter written on it. On the other, it’s addressed to someone. Right away I realise this isn’t for me, and I’m being used to deliver. Because it’s not my name addressed on the front.
To Alpha Kael,
From his missing mother.