Disclaimer: I'm honestly not sure what to put here, so... Apart from Broken Arrow, I do not own the characters. Um... other legal stuff... If anyone has a better way to phrase this part, please let me know so I can update it.

She had been running for several days and was exhausted. She had barely stopped even to rest and was growing hungry as well as thirsty. She was coming up on the edge of the woods when she spotted a river. She drank quickly, the cool water refreshing her. “Ah,” she sighed.

Then she jumped in the river, splashing around. She just couldn’t help herself, being only a pup. Stepping out of the river, she shook the water out of her fur, and tried to get it out of her wings. She shook them, but her wings were soaked and not drying. “Ugg!” she exclaimed, flapping her wings around. She eventually gave up and just held her wings out to try to catch the sun.

She saw a large field with sunlight glinting off of it and started to jog towards it. Once she got into the field, she sprinted. She tripped on an unseen rock and rolled down a hill. “Whee!” she exclaimed, relaxing. It was nice to just roll around and not be worried about being tracked down by wolves. It was the first time since she had run away that she felt out of danger. She thought back and realized it had been nearly a week. Being only about a year old, a week was a long time.

A grumble from her stomach pulled her from her thoughts. She saw a small garden behind a large tree that must have served as a house for someone. She walked to the garden and grabbed a few carrots, being careful not to take too many. She started to walk away towards the forest on the other side of the clearing, putting the carrots in her satchel.

Suddenly, she found herself on her back. She saw the light glint off something and realized that the rabbit that had knocked her over had a sword in his hand. He was grey and wore glasses, which were half hanging off the edge of his nose. “P-p-please don’t hurt me,” she stammered, terrified.

“What are you doing here?” the rabbit asked, his voice as cold as ice.

“I-I was hungry and I saw the garden. So I grabbed some carrots,” she answered, hoping he would let her go. “I can give them back if you want them.”

“What are you really doing, spying?” the rabbit asked.

“N-no,” she said, “I was just hungry.” She took the carrots out of her satchel and held them towards him. Her stomach grumbled. He grabbed them.

The rabbit still looked unsure, but his expression softened. He stepped back, sword in hand still, but in a relaxed position. “What is your name?”

“Broken Arrow,” she replied proudly, the way a little kid does when they say their name.

“Hmm,” the rabbit said, not sure what to do. The pup looked only about a year old and it seemed like she really was simply trying to get food. And she had grabbed carrots, not trying for any of the little animals that lived in the forest. She was peculiar, a white wolf pup, simply trying to get some carrots. But the weirdest part was her wings, which were almost like those of a hawk or eagle.

“Okay,” he said, sighing, “You can come in and have something to eat.”

“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” Broken Arrow exclaimed, jumping around in circles. He sheathed his sword and took her by the hand.

“Mother!” he called, “Pull up another seat to the table, we have a visitor!”

I hope you like it. This has been in my head for a while, so I decided to write it out. (Does anyone else imagine themselves in stories and books they read?) Yes, my main character is a white wolf with wings. Not sure if that makes any sense, but it sounds cool, so...

Any feedback would be great!