New Blood? Don't Think So.. Help Me.. Claim Me

Ginger ran on four legs her fur covered legs turning as fast as they can carrying her faster and faster away from her pursers. She was horribly skinny and dehydrated. Her pack named Nightlong Terrors, they decided it was time to bring new pack members into the pack by forcing her to breed with all of them. So she started running, but that was a couple weeks ago.. She had been running since then to afraid to stop for food and water or even sleep. She looked around her emerald eyes scanning for an opening. There! A small cave, she turned and squeezed through the opening and then she collapsed her body wore out from stress and running. She flinched slightly as the whole pack started their murderous howls. They are so close. Thank god she cant hear their thoughts and they can't hear hers, wait her scent! She still smelt like them. She felt them coming closer. This is for sure her end. Goodbye world her red sides heaved with stress and sorrow as tears fell from her emerald eyes.

(Some lone wolf come and save her. Romance? maybe? Who knows Post and find out )