Not So Happy Birthday!!!((Closed, Started))

I sighed Thank you

I stepped out of the car. And walked up to the door opening it gently.

I froze in the doorway. Memories flashed back in my mind. "Dad?" I heard my own voice crack.

I was standing behind him A little scared. I took hold of the back of his shirt, just for comfort, not anting to be left alone.

((well I shall be him since I did bring him in. He will be purple!)

I heard a low sigh from the kitchen.

"Well you better come him, what trouble did you get yourself into this time?"

I walked down the hall boxes everywhere filled with out hunting stuff. Pictures rested on the wall, displaying both him and his friends with guns and died wolves around them.

I looked around and paused in the living room. I saw the pictures of the dead wolves and the hunting stuff, I didn't follow him afraid I was going to be next.

I walked into the kitchen, meeting his gaze. I could already see the shame in his eyes as if I wasn't good enough. I straightened my position, and made my voice stern. "It took over 10 years but I finally found her." A smile on my face.

"Found who? See you aren't married, No grandchildren?."

"Mel the wolf girl, who is suppose to end it all?" I watched as his face seemed to lighten up a bit. His lips curled to a crewl smile.

"Well bring her in..."

I was in the living room, looking at this one picture really intently. I felt something was familiar about it but I couldn't put my finger on it, so I moved to the next one. When I heard him walk back in I looked a him.

I looked down and started to fiddle with my thumbs, afraid to speak, with the consequence of putting my foot in my mouth.

"Quite one," I turned to Ryan, "Are you certain it is her?"

I smiled "yes, he even has her own lapdog that follows her around."

I turned and walked outside.

I pushed Mel along. The backyard was large, a huge oak fence surround the permieter. Dog creates filled with mutts that were barking and clawing to break free. I watched as he opened all of them, and they slowly walked out of the creates teeth bared. My father then bent down and spoke italian to them and they took off running through the house and out to the wood in the front. "Lets hope Markis wants to play."

"What are the dogs for?" I asked Ryan. But was afraid to take my eyes off his dad just incase.

"They were breed for hunting. Some of the best hunting dogs ever born. My dad uses them when he hunts wolves." I just shrugged.

"What is he going to do to me." I asked not wanting to be attacked by the dogs.

I little bet of the tension went out of my body. But not all the way because he said yet. Implying that something was going to happen. I heard Markis What? Why?

There going after you. "Why are you sending then out on Markis?"