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|  | Destiny's Paths « Thread Started on Aug 8, 2005, 6:18pm » | |
"No! Don't go! Please, stay with us!" Whimpered a small cub. The sun was rising in the sky, settnig shadows every where in the forest. Clouds scattered the sky, though they were only white. The small cub was inside a stone den, watching a larger wolf go. "I can't, Essence, I must go for you" He whispered, nuzzling the small cub. "Father! Don't go, please! You can stay! We can hide you!" She yelled, tears streaming down her cheeks.
The time of war was upon the wolves. The southern wolves were being invaded by the nouthern wolves, who were trying to take over their lands. The males from southern packs were being called to enter the army, so that South could have hope for survival.
Essence was a South wolf, who was suffering the fate all the females were. If her father didn't leave, female wolves would come and murder him for deserting. "I must leave" Essence's father said, who's name was Kiron. Essence turned her head and ran to the back of her den, whil her mother, Candiss, came towards her mate. She too, had tears running down her cheeks. "I love you, Kiron. Please, be careful and come back alive" She whimpered, her ears flat with fear. Kiron softened is gaze. He nuzzled her and stared her in the eyes. "Don not fret, Candiss, I am strong. I shall come back alive, mark my words" He vowed, and the two started to nuzzle each other. After a few nuzzles, Kiron turned and left his mate and his daughter, on his way to the army meet. He was scared, though he didn't show it, as he ran towards his destination, leaving his family behind, but staying in their hearts as well.
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Meanwhile, in the North lands. "Mother, I can't wait for us to get a bigger territory!" A small, skinny male cub barked. His mother looked down on him with caring eyes. "Yes, my darling, and the best part is all the wolven who wish to voulenteer. No more dieing from diesease of these lands. Now, we can win and become healthy " His mother, Zenga cooed. Her son's name was Kendos. He was completely black except for a tip of white of his tail. Kendos was a very weka cub, scrawny too. But that was because of the horrid deaseas the animals around him carried. All the wolves either died of starvation, or get the sickness. His father had volenteered for the war, and Kendos was proud of him. He smiled as he watched his father leave, running like the speed of light. "Someday, my son, someday..."
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Dawn light hit Essence's face as it shone through the clouds. She lifted her head wearily, and gave a small yawn. She shook her drowsy eyes and looked towards her sleeping mother. It had nearly been 6 months, Essence thought with a pang of fear. Her father was there, fighting for his life, trying to get the strange wolves away from our lands. They were different. Essence never thought of them like that, she thought they were different then wolves. They seemed like a different species, frmo what her mother had told her of them. Essence padded from her de, dew drops falling to her white pelt. The black tip on her tail told of great misfourtune, though she scoffed at that remark.
Essence was now 7 months old, and a beautiful oung wolfess. Essencewas one of those wolves who was assigned a mate. Her mate was a stuck up, self-proclaimed prince. He made her sick. She shivered the thought off, and continued her walk. She sniffed the air, and sighed. What a beautiful day, she thought. She walked towards the water hole, large enough for the South Wolves. She dipped her head and started to lap up water, tasting the freshness. It was then tht she noticed something wrong.
The bushes rustled. Her head shot up, looking around for the source of the sound. Twigs snapped. A strange scent came to her. It smelt of...sickness. Her eyes were wide with horrour. A snarl energed from the bushes. She sterpped back against a large tree. Her ears were flat and her tail was against her bottom. White pelt was ruffled in the slight, sick-scented breeze. There. She saw it. The flash of grey fur against the bushes. Her breathing became deap. She took another step back, so she was cornered against the tree. Eyes. Red eyes watched her from the other side of the water hole. She gaped. Emerging from them was a large, grey wolf. He looked ragged and rough. She knew what she had to do, but her paws wouldn't move. He laughed. "Ah, a Souther. And a beautiful one at that," He said in a flirtatious voice. "One Souther won't make a difference" "S-stay ba-back!" She breathed. He howled a laugh. He didn't stop, he jumped over the water hole. She was now able to move. Her paws carried her throgh the tangled trees, somehow, trying to find her home. Her ears pircked in hope. Her den! She ran near it, but stopped. A scent came through her nose. It smelt of wolf. She stepped forward. Her eyes widened. This scent was one she had never smelt before. Blood.
| Name: Latrans Nickname: Song Age: 2 1/2 Gender: Female Pack: N/A Rank: N/A Mate: N/A Pups: N/A |
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