Amidst a tumultuous night filled with heavy rain and relentless storms, the sky was shrouded by clouds that hid any trace of stars. Chaos ensued as ruthless rogues rampaged through the area, mercilessly slaughtering everything that moved. Lightning illuminated the dark sky, followed by deafening thunderclaps. In the midst of this devastation, I stood frozen with shock, unable to react as I witnessed the horrifying scene. A scruffy brown rogue caught sight of me and lunged towards me, but my mother's gentle white wolf intercepted, knocking the rogue off balance. She clamped her jaws onto his neck, causing a sickening crack as she finished him off. Just as she started to approach me for safety, another rogue pounced on her, tearing a massive piece of flesh from her neck. She let out a pained cry, transforming back into her human form due to her weakened state. Her lifeless body crumpled to the ground. My father's wolf, Whimper, mournfully howled nearby, grieving the loss of his beloved partner. Seizing the opportunity, the rogue leader leaped forward, delivering the fatal blow to my father. Tragically, within a single night, both my parents were taken by the rogue pack, all because I was too overwhelmed to protect them. The heart-wrenching scene unfolded before my eyes, tears streaming down my face, as I stood helplessly in the wake of their demise.
