All three of the wolves paws moved swiftly on the slick floor running and dashing from side to side. When they saw the doggy door to the out side then burst out. The gate was being closed slowly as an alarm rang out. They all ignored it and ran for the half closed gate. They had things throw at them. Arrows and other things flung past there heads. Fray joyfully ran. He ignored everything bad and thought clearly of a bright room. One thing flung past his neck so fast he never saw it and never felt pain. A bullet carved its way into Fray's neck and bright red blood spilt out. Fray looked down next to his paw. Blood splattered the ground and par