Turning the Tide

Darius’s POV

I was on the ground, with Roderick’s teeth sinking into my neck. Hot blood pushed from my wounds, curling down through my fur and dripping onto the dirt beneath me.

This could so easily be the end.

My body was tired. If I just closed my eyes, none of this would matter anymore.

As the blood drained from me, my problems seemed so very far away. What was I fighting so hard for again? It