Chapter 2

Mazaska's fur stood up with agitation. "The Tundra Pack is trying to gain more land," Alpha Cailean had whispered to Sova. "With land, there comes power. We can't let them get too ambitious. Be sure to keep a sharp nose when patrolling..."

Mazaska padded along the borders with uneasiness. She glanced back at her littermate, Mysti, to see if she was anxious too. Perhaps I'm thinking too hard about the subject... Mazaska thought. She closed her eyes and breathed in the sweet smell of the forest. She heard the running of the rivers and the flow of the trees. No wonder why the Tundra Pack would want our land. 
"Mazaska!" snapped Sova. "Stop day dreaming and start doing your job."
"Why are you so pushy?" she grumbled.
"Because Alpha Cailean expects a lot from me." Sova chided.
"It's not like you're the Beta..." Sova furiously glared at Mazaska's remark. Fine, if he wants to be imperious, then so be it. She bounded away from the patrol group and fell into a hunter's crouch. Her fur color wasn't adaptable to her surroundings, but she was an excellent hunter. Mazaska closed her eyes and lifted her muzzle. The scent of fresh elk stained the forest floor. She narrowed her eyes and viewed a swarm of prey. Fresh prey.... Mazaska licked her lips and made her way towards the elk pack. Voices of her pack-mates called out for her name, but she wasn't going to let that stop her from hunting down the elks. I haven't seen an elk for so many moons... Mazaska quietly snarled and continued. Within minutes, she was a few tail lengths away from the elk. The aroma of the sweet scent of fresh meat flowed through the air. She crouched down, tensing as she was preparing her leap towards the elk's throat. Suddenly, the pack of elks lifted their heads from grazing and cried out a warning. Before she could jump out and attack one, the pack of elks had escaped.
"Sova, I know you're there!" growled Mazaska. "How could you make me mess up? I could have killed that elk! It would've fed the whole pack!" She whipped around to face Sova, but instead, she faced a broad, large wolf with narrowed eyes.
"I'm not Sova and you're on the wrong territory."


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His plan was working. He dug his sharp claws into the hard, cold ground. He was going to win. Evil will always win. He grinned and circled around the small pool of water. Pictures of the Packs appeared on the pool of water. Yes, they where thriving, but soon, evil would take over and soon, he would be in control, just like it had been.

"No more games." he growled. "Evil is coming."

Chapter 1

Eerie howls echoed all throughout the vast forest and soft whispers followed. Mazaska, a young wolf with misty, gray fur, glanced around anxiously. She opened her mouth to warn her pack-mates that evil was coming, but a piercing sharp object sliced through her side, making her stumble onto the ground. No, no! Mazaska thought. A shadow crept around her slyly. It bent down and hissed into Mazaska's ear,"Evil has arrived."  Its breath was hot in her ear and its voice sounded scratchy. The outsider then lifted up a sharp object and impaled it into Mazaska's chest.

"Wake up, sleepy head!" Mazaska shot open her eyes, her chest heaving from deep breathes.

"What's with you?" asked a wolf with bold, brown streaked fur. "Was it another dream?" Mazaska blinked her eyes rapidly with puzzlement.

"Where did it go?" she asked, her voice shaky.

"Where did what go? Oh, I see! You're still half asleep. Wake up already, training already began." Sova ordered. 

Had it been just another dream? Mazaska said to herself. I-It can't be... It felt so real!

"Get out of the cave already, Mazaska!" called out another voice. She shook her head and stumbled out of the den. Mazaska stepped into the sunlight and gazed upon their encampment. Green, earthly grass covered the forest floor and Mazaska's fellow pack-mates surrounded her.

"Finally you're up!" chirped Mysti, Mazaska's litter mate."We where all waiting for you." Mysti wagged her tail and tilted her head towards a small patrol group.

"We're patrolling?" Mazaska questioned. Sova, her closest companion, sat beside her.

"Yes, Alpha Cailean said she sniffed out some scents from the Tundra Pack." explained Sova. Alpha Cailean, the leader of the Dawn Pack padded towards the patrol.

"Be sure to be extra careful when checking the scents." a lean, bright-eyed she-wolf notified. Mysti yelped in surprise.

"A-Alpha Cailean! My apologizes, you frightened me there for a moment." Mysti said nervously as she marvelously looked at the pack's leader. Alpha Cailean glanced at Sova and swiftly nodded. Sova must be the leader of the patrol... again. Mazaska glared at her sister, who was still amazed by Alpha Cailean.

"It's absolutely astounding," Mysti whispered,"how Alpha Cailean accomplished so much in her life. Sometimes I feel bad for her since she's the only Alpha of the 4 Packs who's a she-wolf." Mazaska sighed with annoyance as she attempted to block out her litter-mate's comments about Alpha Cailean.

"Listen up!" shouted Sova. "We're going to patrol the border. Tundra Pack might be trying to extend the border lines, so be sure to keep a sharp nose." The group nodded their heads intently and with that, the patrol bounded their way towards the border.

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He growled and howled loudly with despise. He hated watching the Packs. He hated watching them thrive. He hated the Lights. Pacing around, his hatred towards the wolves grew stronger. 

Many moons ago, the Four Packs where once united by a very compelling, yet ambitious, Alpha wolf. He seeked for power and respect, but his intentions soon became a threat towards the Packs. His power grew strong enough to destroy all of the Packs. Although, spirits from the skies called Lights came down and sided with the Packs. With their help, the Packs where able to defeat the ambitious wolf. The Lights then banished him into eternal darkness.

 "They took everything from me. It is time for me to take what belongs to me." 

Explanation

Well, this is new for me. 

SO, this blog is not about pictures of wolves, it's about the story of them... or at least through their view. I'm not exactly sure how this story will go. I'm free styling. I did have the idea of this story back when I was in third grade, but I never got to finish the story. I wrote down the first few chapters in my note book, but I unfortunately lost it....

Now, here I am restarting my brilliant idea that I had in third grade. The gist of the story is mainly about four packs facing their greatest threat... it sounds better than it really is.

Anyways, I'd like to dedicate this to:

My Aunt Shannah, who read the first few chapters of this story that I lost, my loving family, and Erin Hunter, who inspired me to love nature (and cats).

~Lindsey