It was a couple of months after I first ran away, It was starting to get colder as winter was coming in. I had managed to make a fire with some dried pine needles and pine cones. I had ran out of food two days ago and couldn't find any animals to hunt. I had a couple of blueberries left and I was about to eat them when I heard a twig snap. I grabbed my bow from beside me and pulled an arrow from my quiver. I notched the arrow and slowly pulled back, waiting for what ever had made that sound to come out. I saw a push rustling and I took aim and was about to fire, when a puppy crept out of the bush. I lowered my bow and looked at the puppy closer. It looked like a husky, but that didn't make sense why would a Husky pup be out in the woods? I put my down and grabbed a blueberry and held it out to the puppy hoping he would take it. The pup slowly crept up to my hand and sniffed it. It slowly took the blueberry and ate it. It looked like it hadnt had a thing to eat in weeks. It then walked up to my small fire and curled up next to it.
I had reached the cabin and I slowly opened the door.
"Hello? Anyone here?" I ask.
Seeing that nobody was there I decided to go and play with Sparky in the strawberry fields for a while and come back later.