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Stories / The Wolf Wars- Fighting for Life (Chapter 3 is up)
« on: July 15, 2011, 01:28:08 pm »
The breeze was blowing gently over the cold, winter snow, gathering it into drifts under the tall, slanted rocks. On one of these rocks, a tall, sleek wolf was trying to hold on to its icy surface. She was a pale gray color, but her face bore a mask as white as the land around her, and her body was dappled with and earthy brown. She scanned the landscape with icy blue eyes that were filled with despair.
"Fang!" She barked into the air. "Fang! Where are you?" The wind grew stronger, blowing snow into her face. She closed her eyes, and a faint noise came to her sharp, pointed ears. She scrambled off the rock and ran against the wind, wincing at its bitter sting. It whipped her fur, and she almost gave in to exhaustion, but the noise came again. Her paws churned the snow, bringing up great clouds. Heart pounding, tail streaming in the wind, she came to a halt by a mass of dark brown and black fur.
"Fang. . .?" She whimpered, crouching beside it. The lump stirred, and her once tall and powerful mate struggled to lift his head. His amber eyes were cloudy and dull, and he opened his mouth in a soft yip.
"Mist. . . keep them. . . safe." His head plopped onto the ground, as if the words had taken the last of his life away.
"N-no! Fang, no! You can't leave me! The pack needs their alpha! Fang!" She watched in horror as his eyes shone with despair one last time, then glazed over, turning lifeless. Her barks turned into howls. "FANG!"
On the horizon, and wolf, dark as a shadow, watched this scene with emotionless eyes. He licked his chops, almost hungrily, and flicked his tail.
"So now you are alone, Mist." He muttered. "Lets see how the great, wise beta faces the world without her precious Fang."
With that, her turned his back on the wolves, and trotted back into his own lands. With him he carried a shroud of menace, enough to melt the snow under his paws.
"Fang!" She barked into the air. "Fang! Where are you?" The wind grew stronger, blowing snow into her face. She closed her eyes, and a faint noise came to her sharp, pointed ears. She scrambled off the rock and ran against the wind, wincing at its bitter sting. It whipped her fur, and she almost gave in to exhaustion, but the noise came again. Her paws churned the snow, bringing up great clouds. Heart pounding, tail streaming in the wind, she came to a halt by a mass of dark brown and black fur.
"Fang. . .?" She whimpered, crouching beside it. The lump stirred, and her once tall and powerful mate struggled to lift his head. His amber eyes were cloudy and dull, and he opened his mouth in a soft yip.
"Mist. . . keep them. . . safe." His head plopped onto the ground, as if the words had taken the last of his life away.
"N-no! Fang, no! You can't leave me! The pack needs their alpha! Fang!" She watched in horror as his eyes shone with despair one last time, then glazed over, turning lifeless. Her barks turned into howls. "FANG!"
On the horizon, and wolf, dark as a shadow, watched this scene with emotionless eyes. He licked his chops, almost hungrily, and flicked his tail.
"So now you are alone, Mist." He muttered. "Lets see how the great, wise beta faces the world without her precious Fang."
With that, her turned his back on the wolves, and trotted back into his own lands. With him he carried a shroud of menace, enough to melt the snow under his paws.
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