The way home

Ahh... your a pretty one?" My capture huffed. I whimpered. Oh... you want mommy eh? Your. Going to make a fine coat! Haha! Oh you don't like the sound of that do you? Well, you don't get to decide!" My capture wanted to kill me. My mother had told me to stay clear of their path because my father had once been out hunting, and got captured in a fox trap and brought to a slaughterhouse to be killed for his fine red coat. I am his daughter named Ember. I was on my first day out of the den when...