Lol nicknames rock))
Carla woke up in the morning to hear joyful birds chirping and the sound of life blossoming everywhere to welcome the bright sun rising above the horizon. Carla barked in annoyance, and the birds silenced. The whole area seemed to die down. Carla smirked and turned around, seeing some of her subjects begin to wake up, waiting for orders.
"Wake up, the lot of you!" she barked, and many moans of complaint from pups erupted in the air. Carla growled and the mothers glared at their pups, silencing them. (hope you don't mind that I make up my second-in-command for now) Carla looked at Zala, her second-in-command. The she-wolf stretched and quickly trotted up to Carla, sitting down and lowering her head politely. She looked up.
"Good morning, ma'am," she said abruptly in an orderly fashion, "Here's the report: The lone wolf we caught yesterday is pleading to be let loose. He is complaining for mercy." Zala snorted in amusement, but then continued the report. "We have two deer left in stock as far as food goes, and the pups are beginning to learn discipline well. The mothers believe they are ready to train." Carla looked at Zala. The second-in-command was patient.
"Make the prisoner fight for his freedom. Arthla will fight him," Carla said. Zala nodded. Carla continued, "It's a fight to the death. Also, put the pups through their first test." Carla saw Zala open her mouth.
"I don't care in the mothers refuse."
Zala nodded. "Anything else, ma'am?"
"No. You are free to go, Zala."
Zala nodded politely and bowed, rushing off to Arthla, a big female.
"You'll begin your work soon!" she howled to the wolves, "You have until High Sun to wake up and get ready." The sun was almost over the horizon.