Lots of thought passed by Shinku's mind as was laying on the ground. His breathing was heavy, he was whimpering slightly and some shiny scarlet blood was coming out from his right hind leg. It was a beautiiful midday in the Red Fern Forest. The crispy scent of the leaves of the nearby trees was trying to make Shinku slowl drift into a deep and eternal sleep. He was trying really hard to keep awake and crawl towards a safer zone where other wolves, if there were any, could see him and aid him out if they had a heart. But the pain was way too unbearable for the poor Shinku. Every time he tried to move a single muscle from his wounded hind leg, a wave of spiky needles hit him, making his whimper and flinch with pain. Maybe his thoughts were right... This day could be definitely his last one.
That nasty wound on his leg was made by a huge moose Shinku tried to hunt down a few minutes early, right on the borders of the forest. It was a majestic 6.5 tall male moose that was eating some fresh weed. Shinku was a few miles away from him, so he slowly began to walk towards him, careful to not crush any dry leave on the ground or to accidentally fell into a hidden hole. This forest has some "secrets" beneath the dirt and leaves after all. Every wolf knows that for hunt down a moose, it requieres at least 5 wolves and great hunting tactics. Shinku had that last thing, so his confidence was totally boosted up. Unluckily for him, the odds this ime were against his favor. As he got fairly close to the moose, a branch snapped under his right front paw, alerting his prey. The moose slowly turned around and faced him, staring at him with a straight stance and defensive position. Shinku froze where he was and looked back at him, his heartbeats higher than usual.
Both of them exchanged glances and body movements, waiting who wil make the first move. With a slight growl, Shinku quickly charged towards him, believing in himself. The moose did the same, lowering his head for a counterattack with his horns. Shinku ducked to his right, dodging the attack and pounced at the right side of his prey. He aimed a bite towards the neck, but that moose unexpectidely kicked him with his lower right foot, hitting Shinku on his back. With a whimper, Shinku fell on the ground with a painful expression. The moose didn't had mercy on him, because he quickly turned around and began to hit him with his horn. Shinku played dead, hoping that could trick the moose. Fortunely, it worked and the moose walked away with triumph and leaving the poor Loner Wolf with a gashed and almost broken right hind leg.
"I should had just let him go and keep on my way... But I really wanted some tasty meat... Now, here I am... Just talking with myself... It's so sad and pityful... Alone you born, alone you die, huh..?"
Shinku slowly smiled a bit, slowly letting his eyes shut down. He was panting heavily and shed some tears. He didn't knew if it was from sadness of happiness. He also began to feel cold and his heartbeats slowly decreasing. He was beginning to see a bright light and hear some ringing bells. Not really having anything to do, he slowly began to head towards the light and dance at the tune of the bells.