Normal Print= Saba's point of view

Italazized=Hectha's point of view

Saba could feel her eyes open to the morning sunlight. She raised her head, blinking hard. She felt the usual reluctance to wake up, but did so anyway. As she got up she felt her legs protest in pain. She flinched a bit. She had run really far and she knew that her legs were simply sore from such a workout. In fact, it wasn't even a workout. She had run away from her former abusive owner. She looked around at her suroundings, but ddint' recognize where she was. She was well aware of her being in the woods, but not this part. Saba began to wonder how far away she was from Nome. 

As these thoughts ran through her mind she began to become aware of scents of a stanger getting stronger. Before she could ponder on this, two wolves lept out from the bushes and encircled her. Saba's instinct took over and she crouched into a defending position and let out a small growl

"Trespassing is a crime" growled one of the wolves

Saba raised an eyebrow

"Oh, really. Since when has it been a crime to walk on land" she retorted

"Careful" growled the other " That mouth will only get you into mroe trouble"

"Under who's authority" demanded the hybrid " Neither of you have the right to tell me anything"

The two wolves were surpirsed, most wolves or dogs woudln't challenge or fight back.

"You're just a pet" said one of the wolves

"And you're just rouge" said Saba

The other grolwed agressively, but his compain interfired

"Relax Tark, pets don't know anything." he turned his attention to Saba " you can get out of our territory, or you will have to face our leader"

Saba ddin't really have anywhere to go, and she was curous to what the leader would say. She might have a chance to ask is they had seen her brother.

"Then take me to your leader"

"Allright we will."

They advanced forward to grab her, but Saba flattened her ears and bared her teeth.

"My legs are just fine! I don't need you to carry me anywhere!" she snapped.

The wolves stopped and backed away. They cast each other a look and turned towrads the direction they were headed. Saba followed them, but as she did she pondered on what she had done. The reason why she had challenged them was to hide her fear. She wasn't completely scared either, but she didn't think she could fight them both off.

Saba noticed that more scents of canine were increasing and getting stronger. One of the wolves, the named Tark, tunred over hsi shoulder to look at her. Saba replied by keeping her head lifted and face steady, a sign of indignation. They began to climb up a hill, and Saba's sorelegs began to protest once more, but she didn't dare slow down, or show it.

They eventually came to the top, whick turned out to be a ravine, and they all looked down. Saba saw several wolves in a area, like some sort of camp. she noticed soem were buched in groups as if were in some meeting or conversation.

Saba followed the two wolves. This is the version I edited :

Over a dozen gleaming, wild, eyes turned to Saba. The female hybrid felt increasingly uneasy. Somehow, she managed to gather up enough courage to speak and tried hard not let her voice shake.

"I've come to your territory not as a threat, but simply to ask if know of the whereabouts of my brother, Michigan. He looks like-" Her words speech was broken off by someone calling her name.

"Saba!" As the voice called out the gathered wolves parted to let the body of the voice be seen. "Get out of my way…” The canine mumbled, mesmerized.

“Michigan!” Saba exclaimed with joy.


She bounded towards Michigan and both hybrids clashed together in a frenzy of wagging tails. Saba nuzzled her brother affectionately, she had missed him terribly since his departure. Michigan seemed to be surprised to see her, but he was ecstatic just as well.

"Saba, I can’t believe you’re here and I'm so glad you are, but..." He turned his muscular neck, looked at a large wolf, that Saba figured was the leader of the clan, and then he turned back to his sister.


"As touching as this is, you cannot simply-" it was her turn to break off.

"Look, enemy wolves ! It’s an invasion!" Cried a voice in fear.

The cry of alarm caused everyone to turn away from Saba and Michigan. They saw a fair number of wolves leap down from a ridge towards the wolf pack. Once they came into closer range, Saba estimated there were ten of them and their bitter scent was of rotting caribou. The enemy wolves began to ambush the clan.


The whole area that was the campus of the defending wolf clan was soon filled with wolves battling one another. Saba could only stand and watch with horror, the poor hybrid didn’t know what to do! She had no battling experience and she didn't think she had the proper skills to defend herself against the attacking wolves which were larger and more aggressive than she. Before Saba could even think of anything to do, she felt something ram into her, making her fall over onto her side. The hybrid whimpered in both surprise and pain. Saba looked up at her attacker.

"Don’t tell me Hawk Tribe is so weak that they're recruiting puny house dogs." The large male jeered with a snarl as he towered over the terrified Saba.

The wolf mocking her was golden-tan with black patches around his eyes with matching black ears, and front black paws and his eyes were a flashing gold. But the physical feature that stood out the most were the healed scars that tore away across his left side of his face.

While Saba was distracted by the strange scars on the face of her attacker, he lunged forward to her with his jaws agape, ready bite. But, suddenly, before even one of his dagger like fangs reached Saba, Michigan sank his fangs into the scruff of the attacker.

Both male hybrid and wolf were equally strong, but the wolf had more experience. The golden-tan wolf had already managed to pin Saba's brother to the forest floor. Michigan began to falter under the enemy's weight. Saba, noticing this, let instinct take over and pulled herself off the ground to help her sibling. Saba flung herself at her brother's aggressor, fastened her teeth on his back leg and began to tear at the flesh. The golden-tan wolf cried out in pain and fell onto his side awkwardly. Michigan took advantage of this and pined him down. Saba, who was still holding his leg, released him. The attacker tried to wriggle his way out from under Michigan grip, but was unable to.

By the time Michigan had pinned the golden-tan wolf the rest of the invading wolves had turn tail and fled the in the same direction they came in. Hawk Tribe had won the battle. The members of Hawk Tribe began to gather around Michigan as he struggled to hold down the invading wolf that he had been fighting along with his sister.

"So you thought you and your other mangy tribe mates could take on Hawk Tribe?” Said a large blue gray wolf, who was the leader of Hawk Tribe.

The defeated wolf only replied by growling angrily.

"Well done Michigan." The leader dipped her head in gratitude at Michigan, clearly ignoring the growls and grunts of the prisoner.

"Thank you Karti" Replied Michigan humbly, "but I didn't do this on my own." Michigan turned to Saba.

Karti looked away from Michigan and to Saba. She nodded to Saba in appreciation.

"Then she has our appreciation. Saba, I apologize that you had to go through this battle. But, I’m going to have to ask you to leave now. You have found who you've been looking for."

Saba looked down at her paws in disappointment, it felt too soon to leave her brother and she had no where to go. She was also amazed by the strength and courage the wolves possessed, and wanted to know more about tribe life.

"Actually, I was hoping to stay here. I have no place to call a home.." As she spoke, she raised her head and locked her eyes with the leader's. "I would like to join your tribe, and train with your wolves."

Gasps of bewilderment rippled through the crowd and the tribe began to murmur amongst themselves. Even Saba felt surprised to hear those words come out of her mouth, but there was passion in them.

Suddenly, a voice howled out from the tribe. "She can’t join, she's a dog, man's slave!"

"She’ll have no respect for our ways and our sacred traditions." Added another voice to the harsh criticism.

"The Warrior life will be too difficult for her, all house dogs are soft or have some sort of pathetic weakness." Called out yet another voice with disgust.

Due to all the harsh protests and outbursts, Karti silenced her tribe by waving her tail. She narrowed her eyes at Saba.

"I don’t think you fully understand what you’re asking for. Our food is scarce and we have to fight to survive. Do you really think you can manage the conditions of the outdoors? Do you honestly think you can fight against all what nature has to offer?”

Part of Saba wanted to reply, "no". Would she really be able to handle such things? But all the same, it was worth staying for, especially since her brother would be by her side.

"Yes, I do." She responded firmly.

"Shouldn’t she prove herself somehow?" Cried out a voice from the wolves, murmurs of agreement sounded from them.

"She already has. Can’t you see how she took on the rogue?" Retorted a dark brown coloured wolf.

Saba was surprised to hear someone supporting her. The supporting wolf gave her a friendly smile. Saba's gaze switched to her the wolf who had attacked her during the battle. She saw that his right hind leg was bleeding and the skin was torn. Had she really done that much damage?

"In that case, Saba, I now accept you as a member of Hawk Tribe. You will have Kalaa as your mentor." She told the female hybrid before turning her eyes to a cream coloured she-wolf. "Kalaa, teach her the rules, codes and ways of our tribe. You will also teach her the fighting skills be a warrior."

The she-wolf pushed through the crowd to stand beside her leader. Kalaa had gray markings all along her pelt. She was young and her face was brimmed with kindness