Why Are You Murdering Me?
A Story of Regret
They have gone through seasons. The two wolves always roamed together. Short Claws looked down almost all the time. While they were crossing the river. While they were passing through the meadow. When there were beautiful flowers blooming, or when it rained, Short Claws was always looking down.Play here: https://heather-tendre.itch.io/why-are-you-murdering-me