I could feel her raw skin beneath my fingers, but I kept on going, even after the remaining pack started to attack me. I hated them, they killed my soul and now they were killing me. My skin turned red and raw but I couldnt feel the pain, only my rage. My flesh was torn from my body and I could hear my angel screaming. Looking up at her, I whispered I love you, just as my throat was ripped from my body and my life energy spilled onto the flooding ground. They had their revenge....
End.
Love, light and peace out
Umbrea.
