Still dreaming....<br/><br/>After the Alpha was done with me she called in my were-uncle "Take Laround and escort this scum off our territory." I growled in protest I belonged here. In reply my uncle delivered a very hard kick at my rib I felt it crack and he kicked again, the rib imbedding its self in my right and middle lung. I tried to rise to a defensive posture but he kicked me hard in the head. My skull rang with the blow. "You piece of shit stay down!!" growled my were-uncle.  I didn't obey, I got up arsing to a defensive posture. Laround who had been born to the were who turned me walked in at that point. I brought my paw up to defend myself as he brought the silver blade around.  I blocked the blow but the knife sunk in.<br/><br/><br/>I wake up a howl of fear escaping my mouth and i staged back hitting my bad head hard, I didn't tell Jo my head was hurt too she didn't need to know. I was scared I had no idea where i was for a moment, then I screamed out<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="text-decoration: underline">JO!! </span></span></span>I hated this so badly she needed to claim me before I could even begin to feel safe. I hated this I'd  been part of a pack for so long that now i was seperated from a pack I felt so exposed. So in danger, the worst thing that I could do was say a barbed remark. It was not good for a pack were to be forced out.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="text-decoration: underline">Am I safe JO?</span></span></span>I asked starting to lick the wound on my paw.