Fire of the Heart: Chapter 3I woke up the next morning with a feeling in my gut that something bad was going to happen. Mellan wasn't in bed again. I assumed he was attempting to hunt. I should go look for him, I smelled fresh meat. Right after I eat breakfast.After I was done, I sniffed for his electric-like scent, but couldn't find it. I walked a little towards the woods and saw a trail of…something…I wasn't sure what, but it smelled faintly of Mellan.I had followed it for about an hour and I realized it was heading towards the place we met. I also realized something else.It was Mellan's blood.I started running, ignoring the wind and snow whipping at my face. All I saw was the trail of scarlet heading in the direction I'd travelled so many times these past years.I finally reached Mellan, almost running over him in the process, and immediately saw the pool of blood by his head. I smelled to see if he was still alive. He was, but barely. I prodded him to see if he would stir, and then started d
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