Mishca Wants Someone

I walk along the beach and start to scare people I watch them scatter and scream as I chase them

Quillette:I shoot the wolf with a gun not doing much damage but enough to make it stop

Michca:I start to lick where I was shot and run into the woods.I never was a people person but I wanted someone,a dude in particular,who understood me who knew what I was going through by now I was healed but in agony-not because I was shot but because I wanted someone-I let out a heart wrenched ear peircing howl.I layed down and waited to see if anyone would come.