Disclaimer: I don't own Wolf's Rain but if I did, I would put myself in the story and kick some serious noble butt! POW!

Fallen Petals

Chapter 1- My name is...

It was a cold cold winter. The trees were like skeletons as they scratched the side of an old abandoned shed. There were holes in the roof and the snow rusted the exterior. Inside the shed was a young, black female wolf. She had sapphire eyes and her ears were tipped with white. She curled up in a corner and shivered violating. She could hear the wind outside whistle loudly which made her jumped randomly.

It was about 7 years ago from now since she was a "worker" for those humans. Though she was very helpful to them, she felt like a slave. Her life was not something to really brag about. The first thing she did every morning was check to see if there was any food. Table scraps were rare but she never gave up searching. She and about 17 other wolves were poorly sheltered in a shed that looked an awful lot like the shed she was in now. Everyday the humans...well basically men with black leather whips, came in and commanded her and the others to run to the cargo ships. There were so many people around the ships. They cursed at her, stared at her and even kicked her. The slower and older wolves were always left behind due to the constant beatings. Her mother and father were both killed by these methods. The only family that remained was her twin brother, Dire. But he had sided with the humans so it didn't matter. Day after day, the wolves were forced to pull heavy crates filled with god knows what.

But this little wolf decided she was not going to spend her life in this constant haze of pain. It was about midnight, so most of the guards were sleeping. She unlocked her cage and slowly crept behind a drunken guard holding a gun. She was about to pounce when she stepped on a trig and made the guard spot her. But before he could say anything she slashed his throat and ran deep into the woods. She did it, she finally escaped the humans. No more whips, no more working, she was free finally free. For 7 magnificent years, the miniature, weak pup turned into a strong, courageous wolf.

It stopped snowing but it was still windy outside. She decided she would walk to the next city. She walked down a snow filled road, turning her head against the biting wind. She opened her cerulean eyes when she heard male laughter. There were 3 tall and obviously drunk men. Why do people drink so much? One of them kicked snow in her face which made her growl slightly. They continued to laugh until she bit their legs.

She ran as fast as she could through alley ways until she lost them in a junkyard. She panted intensely as it began to snow again. She began to shiver until her mind was distracted by something else. There was a sound in the air but it was muffled by the wind. So she climbed on top of a car heap. She slowly closed her eyes and listened. They were voices coming from the east and they sounded very close.Curiousity had taken over her, so she followed the voices leaping from pile to pile of scrap metal. She stopped shortly when the voices ended. Looking around she didn't see anything, and scratched her head in confusion. She was about to jump off when a gray wolf appeared out of nowhere and tackled her to the ground 25 feet below. Her vision slowly disappeared as well as her oxygen while the wolf pressed against her neck. What did she do wrong?

(Life is so unfair)