Shatter

Once upon a time, my mother told me a time of peace.

She said there once was a time when you don't have to run for your life.

She said that that time was long ago, moons and moons before I was born.

I wish I was back then.

This year is the year of the Hunt.

And I am born in the unlucky year, because I am participating in it.

''You wish to know my name? My name is Shatter.''

"Shatter! Come on! Race you to that old log! Last one there is crowfood!"

Cinis' voice rang in the air. His eyes met mine for a split second. His bright blue eyes were usually filled with playfulness but this time it was just a challenging gaze.

"You will be so crowfood," I growled.

"No, you're crowfood," Cinis replied back. "Why are we talking anyways? Race ya!"

My legs bursted off the ground and then I was next to him but Cinis was gaining speed.

"Bye slowpoke!"

TBC