[align=center][size=1]Sobbing, the young wolf walked up the highest hill she could find. Tears blurred her vision and wettened her paws, as if it wasn't hard to get up on that pile of hot sand. When she finally got there, Panny looked for the best spot to jump off. And then she found it- the perfect place- it was right above a large rock that had a very sharp edge that was pointing upwards. How great. Chances were, if she jumped off, her dead would be almost instant. Panem knew she deserved much, much worse than death for betraying everyone, but she could only hurt herself so much.
"BloodClan, I'm sorry I betrayed you. Daddy, I'm sorry I didn't save you. Momma, I'm sorry I didn't comfort you enough. Sister..." she paused, closing her eyes in very strong emotional pain, "I'm sorry I," a sob interrupted her, "I'm sorry I failed you." And with that, the pup jumped off.
If I die young,
bury me in satin,
lay me down on a
bed of roses,
sink me in the river
at dawn,
send me away
with the words
of a love song.
Oh, how wrong she was. Her death was anything but quick, but it was also not painful at all. The rock has hit her in the head so good that it cut off her nerves, therefore she couldn't feel any physical pain. But oh, how much it hurt mentally, realizing that she didn't and won't get to say goodbye. Ever. Or maybe she could? The wolf still had just the slightest bit of life in her.