"You are a disgrace, Imani. You don't deserve the honor your mother just gave you." He growled, flicking his tail and turning around. Blood gushed out of my wounds, and I sobbed, watching him disappear. A silent growl rumbled in my throat, and I got up, grabbing my gray glowstick necklace and my rainbow bracelets, and running out of the den entrance. I would never come back, ever again.
I sat by the water hole, staring at my reflection, thinking to myself. My sister, Amarah, came with me when I ran away. She was more liked by my father, but she didn't like him because of the way he treated me. She was hunting nearby, but I didn't bather to hunt. Why? Because my father was the teacher.
Sighing, I wondered what it would be like if my mother cared enough to fight back at my father. She probably would, if she knew. But of course, she didn't. My wounds had healed in the eight months that had passed since I ran away. I didn't know what to expect here, me and Amarah still didn't fit in quite yet. But nonetheless, I knew I was safe.
I sat by the water hole, staring at my reflection, thinking to myself. My sister, Amarah, came with me when I ran away. She was more liked by my father, but she didn't like him because of the way he treated me. She was hunting nearby, but I didn't bather to hunt. Why? Because my father was the teacher.
Sighing, I wondered what it would be like if my mother cared enough to fight back at my father. She probably would, if she knew. But of course, she didn't. My wounds had healed in the eight months that had passed since I ran away. I didn't know what to expect here, me and Amarah still didn't fit in quite yet. But nonetheless, I knew I was safe.
