Introduction

 A calm July breeze swept over the beach, sand was getting pushed and pulled, within the sea's violent grip. The golden sand, dampened with the wet of the deep blue sea, but for some life here, it was actually nice. Seals live in this land. In a cracked hollow at the base of the rocky cliff, a white seal pup lay, yelping for his mother. His flipper was cut, and bleeding, probably broken, no doubt about it, this harmless pup was stranded. He poked his head out of the hollow, yelping. He was whimpering for his mother. The pup looked out on the sand, no humans were there, just sand, shells and seagulls, he was the only seal left on the land, the rest have swam to the safety,  here hunting season was just aroud the corner. Even though no humans never came down to this isolated beach, sooner or later he'd be to big for his den and have to move of the beach, on his own. He scurried back in his den, eating scraps of food his family had left behind, he would probably die by the time hunting season came...



Author's Note; I did't call it a Prologue because it isn't long, it's not supposed to be long, I just want you to get the feel of the story.