the ground, swaying his head back and forth to show off its antlers. Both deer reared slightly and raised their heads, and in an instant, both of their antler pairs collided with one another, making a loud clang noise. They pushed eachother with their antlers still locked together in a tangled mess, and grunted at the effort each had to make. Then, the younger deer raised one hoof high in the air, and had it crash down upon the other's shoulder forcefully. The older of the two bellowed in pain, and his opponent pushed him back forcefully, sending the older back falling on his rump. The jouvinile charged and rammed its antlers into his opponent's exposed chest, causing the old deer to bleed.

The wounded deer grunted and bellowed in pain as the younger one jammed its antlers deeper into its opponent's chest. Finally, the young deer released its victim and bleated loudly in victory. The older one staggered up to his feet and limped away blindly into the forest. Jukula followed the deer closely and silently, waiting for it to lie down somewhere. Finally, all his patience paid off, and the wounded deer collapsed to the ground and breathed heavily. Jukula walked up slowly to the deer and stopped five feet away from its back. Then he leaped over the deer and, turning around quickly, bit onto its neck forcefully. The deer grunted in pain and surprise, but made no move to fight the wolf off. It knew he was dead anyway, and that fighting would just make the pain worse.

Jukula shifted his grip lower on the deer's neck, searching for one of the life giving veins that'll kill the deer. Finally, he came to a small lump in the deer's throat and bit down harder; and then he heard a very faint pop, and the deer finally went limp. Jukula released his grip and his muzzle, and the deer's neck, were smothered in blood, almost making it seem like he were wearing a mask. The deer's blood flowed gracefully from the neck to the green grass like a small stream. He tore at the deer's neck, ripping it to bite size pieces for him to eat. After he filled himself, Jukula bit onto one of the dead deer's hind legs and dragged it to the large plains, leaving a trail of blood, and then to the rock slide pile. He thrust his head forward forcefully and let go of the deer leg, sending the body flying and landing on a rock. Some blood spat out and dripped on the rocks. He continued this technique until he got to the bridge; there he shoved the carcass onto the bridge, and getting in fron of it and biting onto on if the deer's front legs, dragged it across the stone bridge. He continued to throw the deer body until he got to the platue, where he howled for Tilania to come out and see what he brought. Tilania peeked out of the cave, and as soon as she saw the deer carcass, she ran to Jukula and nuzzled him gratefully.

"So there is food in that forest?" she asked, eating her share of the deer eagerly.

"Yes," jukula replied laying down, "It's just getting the food up here that's a problem."

"I would have to agree," Tilania said, gulping down a chunk of meat, "Well, I looked at the plain from the rock at the edge of the platue, and found that there are other wolves here. I couldn't tell if they were all of the same pack, but they seemed to have been having a good time. They were running, and wrestling, just like our old pack would do. Plus, there's a lake near here in the plains just a few yards away from our rocks." she informed him happfully.

"Were the other wolves in a pack?" Jukula asked.

"Not from what I could tell Jukula, no," she told him, eating a chunk of meat from the deer's hind leg.

"Then we're better off staying here." he concluded, and layed down next to his mate. The sun warming their fur, and the wind blowing softly, just enough to blow their fur back peacefully.

"This place is so peaceful," Tilania whispered as she closed her eyes smiling, "We should stay here, even when the puppies do come."

"I'll stay where you stay my love," he nuzzled her behind the ears happily, and groomed her head.

"What shall we name our pups when they are eight weeks old?" Tilania asked, looking at the tops of the trees of the forest.

"When we find out their personaility," Jukula answered, "For now, let us rest. Lunairia has blessed us with this new place, so lets enjoy it while we can."

Tilania nodded and smiled in agreement. They both laid their heads down and took a nap in the warm sun rays of the day.

Chapter Three: Puppies

The moon was full and it seemed every star was out. The stars looked like little eyes, looking down upon the field, lake, forest, and rock slide pile. But, to Jukula, all of the stars and the moon were watching what was happening in the cave den. Tilania was having the pups. Jukula waited outside while Tilania moaned and whined in pain as the pups came out of here. It seemed like hours before he heard Tilania's whining stop, and the wimpers of newborn pups begin. Jukula walked cautiously to the cave entrance, not wanting to make Tilania uncomfortable, and yipped to her. She yipped back, and he walked in towards her. He sat down behind her and looked over her shoulder and saw three pups nursing on her. One girl and two boys. One boy was all brown, like Jukula, except for the tan tipped ears. The other boy was had a brown tail while the rest of his body was tan. The girl was all tan, exactly like Tilania, but when the girl rolled onto her back from the tan tipped boy, she had a brown spot on her chest. Jukula smiled anyway, and nuzzled his mated happily.

"Lets just hope they live strong lives." Tilania said, breaking their silence.

"They will," Jukula replied, watching the pups going to sleep on one another, "What shall we name them?"

"Jukula!" Tilania snapped at him in astonishment, and in a whisper as to not wake the now sleeping pups, "You know we cannot name the pups until they are six weeks old!"

"I know," he said smiling, "The old tridition, naming pups at eight weeks old, so that way you know their true personality; but we should at least think up of the names when the time comes."

"Guess you're right," Tilania said, smiling.

"Get some rest for now dear," Jukula said, nuzzling his mate behind her cheek bone, "You've had a long day."

Tilania nodded in agreement and chuckled amusingly. She layed her head down on her paws and closed her eyes, sleeping imideatley.

Chapter Four: A Demon.

By the time the pups were eight weeks old, they had already developed their own personalities. The brown pup with the tan tipped ears, had brown eyes like an oak tree and had a nose that could smell a deer herd from a mile away. He was named Tumak, meaning 'The sniffer.' The tan male with the brown tipped tail, had one blueish and redish eye, like Tilania, and the other eye was all yellow, except for the pupil; this pup was always looking for a short cut instead of going the long way, and was always thinking of a trick. As a result, he was named Rimkia, meaning 'Trickster.' The last pup, the female who was all tan with the brown spot on her chest, was the most unusual of the three. She had one eye where the outer part was yellow, but the pupil and colored part was red like the sun; and her left eye was completley grey like the moon. When the pup complianed to Tilania that she couldn't see out of that eye, Tilania and Jukula knew she was born blind and they could not fix it. So, they just told her to get used to it. Plus, the girl pup wasn't strongest or the fastest, but so far, she was the smartest of the siblings. So, Tilania and Jukula named her Lunitone, meaning, 'The moon and sun.'

Tumak, Rimkia, and Lunitone were always wrestling with eachother or just climbing on the rocks. One of them have there own little adventures everyday; whether it's finding a bug, almost getting pricked by a porcupine, or tyring to howl the robin's newest afternoon melody. The pups could barely sleep when they were in the middle of a game. They would always whisper about what they did that day, and they would trott, continuing the game they were playing. But then Tilania would wake up and tell them to go back to sleep, ending their fun.

Now, today was the perfect day for the pups to romp around the rocks by the rock bridge. Jukula was out hunting, and Tilania was taking a nap in the cave, knowing the pups would be fine for now. Tumak was the first to reach the tip of the rock bridge, his tail wagging uncontrolably as he waited for his sister and brother to catch up. Rimkia jumped off the rock he was on and landed next to his brother. The two of them looked at their struggling sister, trying to see which rock was where with her good eye.

"C'mon Lunitone!" Rimkia called to his sister impatiently, "You're slower than a turtle!"

"I'm going as fast as I can," Lunitone mumbled shyly. She placed one paw on the edge of a very round rock, and lost her footing. The pup felt her body lurch forward slightly, but she placed the paw that slipped onto the closest rock in front of her firmly, regaining her balence. A loud crack of laughter broke into the air and she looked at her laughing brothers rolling on their backs hysterically. She sneered at them angrily, baring her teethinside of her muzzle.

Lunitone brought all four of her paws onto one rock as close together as she could get them. Crouching down,