# Seclude Part 2

Author: FrezzyFrezzbutt
Tags: Gay, M/M, No-Yiff, Wolf, frezzy, seclude

 **PART 2**

** **

I awake the next morning, and stumble onto my paws. I can't wait until sunset, when I can see Damien again. But I have to get through another day of hunting before then.

** **

I attempt to leave the den, but I sleepily trip over my own paw on the way, and tumble out. All the wolves eye me, clearly trying hard not to laugh.

"Hee hee. Oops." I say, and shake it off like it was nothing. My cheeks blush red with embarrassment as I walk towards the killpile with my head down. It was time for the pre-hunt meal.

** **

I grab my meal, and sit next to Lucas.

"Hey, Chris." He says.

"Hi." I say.

"Where'd you go last night? You weren't at the post-hunt meal."

"Oh, umm... I just went for a little stroll." By the sounds of it, he didn't see me leave. He just noticed I was missing. Thank gosh. "Wasn't hungry, anyway." Lucas stares at me.

"Okay." He dismisses the topic.

** **

I finish my meal.

"See ya!" I nod a goodbye, and pad through the path leading outside the clearing. I stay as silent as possible, as I creep through the forest searching for prey. There's a faint chill in the air, but I don't think it's cold enough to stop prey from coming out. Yet, I've barely found anything. I keep searching for a long time, but with no luck.

** **

I come across a small body of water. Now's a good time to take a little drink. I dip down my head, and lap up a few drinks of the water.

** **

Suddenly, I hear movement coming from behind me. I keep drinking, but as I do, I prepare myself. Then I quickly turn around, leaping into the air with my claws drawn. My expression turns to horror, as the big, long fur of a full-grown bear comes into sight. But it's too late. I've already dug my claws into it. The bear sends me flying with a single movement. I land hard on the ground.

** **

A drop of sweat runs down my head, picking up the dirt that had stuck to my fur from the attack. I look down to find my left leg bleeding. It had been sliced on a sharp rock.

** **

I need to run away, but the bear is hovering over my hurt body with an angry expression. 'Oh no. I'm screwed.' I think. The bear raises his big, strong paw, ready to swing. I close my eyes and brace myself for the attack.

** **

He claws me powerfully right on my face. The pad on my nose is split right open, and my right eye is being forced closed. I stumble away as fast as I can, disregarding the gaping cut on my leg.

** **

I don't turn my head, but I can hear the bear giving chase. I quicken my pace, my heart beating faster than ever. I jump into a bush. I can't find the strength to move on. If he saw me, he saw me. There's nothing more I can do, but except my death. I shut my eyes tight, clenching my paws together with all my might.

** **

But thankfully, I can hear the bear pass by. I sigh in relief. But I still can't find the energy to move. I try to get up, but I am immediately forced back down due to the unbearable pain. I call out for help as loud as I can. There's no answer. I wait a minute, then call out again. I hear a faint response howl in the distance, but the next thing I know, I pass out in the bushes.

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