gaze staring after him. He had only moved a few feet before he turned and looked at her. He knew what she wanted to do.
“Are you coming?” He asked her.
Saphire smiled and ran after them. Kasha growled, but Dagger quickly flicked her nose with his tail. He shot her an angry glance and then continued walking. He heard Saphire walking behind him, but not Kasha. Differences in training, He thought.
He turned to Saphire.
“Quiet your steps. It’s not safe to be noisy at night. That is your first lesson.”
Saphire nodded and her steps instantly grew quieter. He shook his head. She was copying his steps.
“You will learn in time.” He said. He heard Kasha smirk.
“And others to not take pride in others faults.”
Kasha grew silent, and did nothing else the rest of the way. Saphire went back to walking the way she had before, but slightly quieter. Dagger flicked his tail once and Kasha ran ahead, still as quiet as she was walking.
Dagger noticed Saphire biting her lip.
“She’s checking to make sure we aren’t ambushed.” He said.
“Won’t she be in danger?”
“No, she has been trained to remain quiet. Now this is your next lesson. Kasha has learned this well, but still slips now and then. Listen closely.”
Saphire picked up her pace, so that she was walking next to him. He looked at her.
“When I tell you to run, run.”
“What?”
“Do not question me. If we are in a battle and I tell you to run you are to do so. Do not look back and do not worry about me. My skills are more advanced than your or Kasha’s. No matter what happens even if we are winning. Run.”
“I understand.”
“Good. Now your lesson is to listen and never question me. My teaching may be the only thing that can keep you alive in a fight were you are outnumbered.”
Kasha came back and nodded. Dagger looked at her.
“Saphire is to stay with you tonight. Meet me by the field at dawn.”
Kasha nodded and started to walk away. Saphire looked at Dagger and frowned.
“What you told me about running, that wasn’t the lesson?”
Dagger looked back at her over his shoulder as he walked away.
“No.”
Chapter 2
Demon stalked quietly through the forest. He had guards around him, in case they were to run into any enemies. Especially Kal. He thought. They were searching for one of their best fighters, Saphire. She had gone to hunt and had not returned. He looked around warily, the orange fur covering his back; tail and the top of his head made him stand out.
“Sir.” One of the guards said.
“Yes?”
“We detected a scent. A cougar I believe.”
“Keep your eyes open. We can’t afford any attack before the treaty.”
“Yes sir.”
The wolves formed a tighter circle around him as they made their way through. All of the guards were gray wolves. Demon himself was black, except for the orange on him. His daughter also had orange on her fur, although not the same half and half as himself. He looked to the side and saw a cougar following them among the shadows. She looks like Kija.
He knew it could not be, Kija was killed in a battle long ago. They never did find her daughter. He growled as he thought of Kal. He doesn’t know his place.
He shook his head, trying to clear the look of pure anger and revenge on the young wolfs face years ago.
They came to a clearing, where they had buried Kal’s family. Dagger looked at the mound he knew was Storm’s, Kal’s father. He walked over to it and sat down.
“If only you could know the terror your son causes today.” He said.
The guards all nodded in agreement, looking at one another. Demon stood and walked quietly to the grave of Tem. He sat once again and stared at it for a long time before speaking.
“I never knew what you saw in him. And I am sorry it had to end the way it did.”
He stood and began walking away, when some paw marking caught his attention. He walked over and studied the tracks. He recognized Saphire’s and a cougars, but the other he was unsure of. He stood and looked over at his guards.
“Lisam.” He called.
The gray wolf trotted over and looked at the tracks. As soon as he spotted the strange wolfs tracks he shrunk back in fear. His eyes were wide with terror and his ears flat against his head.
“Whose are they?” Demon asked.
“Sir, they are those of Dagger’s. The cougar and Saphire are more than likely dead sir.” He replied, his voice shaken slightly.
Demon swore. “He’s gone to far.”
“Sir, what should we do?”
“Find him of course! We outnumber him eight to one, he has no chance.”
“But Sir! Do you not remember the Battle of The Fern? He killed fifteen wolves and five cougars single handedly!”
Demon snarled and whirled upon Lisam. He pinned the frightened wolf to the ground.
“Of course I remember! But I have increased your training by far sense then! Now, we are going to find him and make him pay for what he has done!”
“Ye…Yes Sir.” Lisam replied shakily.
Demon growled and let him up. He then started following the tracks, but was surprised when they split. With Dagger’s going one-way and the cougars and Saphire’s going another. He pointed this out to Lisam.
“They may still be alive!” He exclaimed.
“Quiet!” Demon snarled. “You forget we are in enemy territory!”
Lisam and the rest followed him silently. Demon followed Saphire’s tracks, determined to get her back. After a few minutes they came to a cave. Demon motioned for his guards to stay put and walked up to the entrance. He curved his head around the edge.
“Saphire?” He called.
A sudden roar greeted his ears and he was thrown forwards. He turned his head and saw the cougar that had been following him, standing above him. Growls from his guards were heard, but then they suddenly ceased. The cougar growled, but did not attack Demon. He took the advantage and threw his body weight upwards, knocking the cougar aside. He lunged, but the cougar kicked him in the face, and he slammed into the opposite wall.
“My master says to leave you for him.” She said snarling a sneer was on her face.
“And who is your master?” He asked, dreading the answer.
“I am.” A voice from inside the cave said.
Demon spun around and saw a black wolf emerging from the shadows. His eye was red, with a scar across it. His pupil was reduced to nothing more than a slit. Demon gasped and the backed out of the cave, while Dagger continued to walk forward. He did not smile, or have a sneer on his face, like Kasha. Only vengeance showed in his eyes.
Demon turned his head and saw Saphire growling at the guards, who would not attack her. Demon turned back to Dagger and quickly dove to the side. Dagger had taken the advantage of Demon not paying attention to attack.
Demon spun again as Dagger charged him. His guards instantly surrounded Saphire and began moving away. Kasha lunged, but was forced back.
Demon saw something flicker in the black wolfs eyes. Dagger had seen Saphire being taken away, and now turned his attention towards her.
Demon lunged, but missed Dagger’s throat. He ran howling for his guards to follow with Saphire.
They ran a short distance before Demon called them to a halt. He turned to Saphire.
“Why did you not return?” He demanded.
Saphire did not reply, but glared at him. Demon snarled and knocked her to the ground with his paw. She yelped as her head struck a rock.
“Answer me!” He barked.
Saphire glared at him again, a line of blood trickled down out of her mouth.
“He…. he treated…me better.” She finally said.
Demon laughed. “How on earth could he treat you better?” He shook his head chuckling. “You don’t realize he was just using you to get to me?”
Saphire continued to glare at him, but stood up. She looked away. Demon sighed.
“Fine, believe what you want.” He nodded to his guards. “Take her back, I need to think.”
“Sir it’s not safe.” One guard said.
“To hell, if it’s not safe. Just go already.”
The guards said nothing else and walked away, Saphire walking between them. Demon sat down and watched them go. He sighed and walked back to the grave area. He sat in front of a different grave.
He thought back to the Dagger. The look in his eyes disturbed him. When they had taken Saphire, there was not the same look of anger, or hatred, but fear. It was as if, he feared losing her.
* * * * * * *
Dagger sat in front of the cave, not saying anything. He stared at the ground his eyes wide. Kasha had gone off after them, not on his orders, but her own. He now waited for her return. A lizard skittered past his paws, but he still did not move. He seemed frozen. A twig snapped and he was brought out of his trance. Looking up he saw Kasha.
“Master…” she said quietly.
He could tell by her tone of voice, she had not found them. He didn’t blame her, for he had never trained her in tracking yet. He looked away from her and continued to stare at the ground.
“Master, please say something.”
Dagger did not shift his gaze. “I failed.”
“Master…you didn’t fail.”
“I failed to kill him, and worst of all they took her.”
Kasha went over to her master’s side and sat down. She had never heard him speak like this before. His voice was usually serious, and now it was full of remorse. Her tail twitched and she picked at a leaf with one of her claws. Dagger seemed not to notice.
“You know that she didn’t want to leave.” She said.
“I could have stopped them.”
Kasha said nothing. His response had been so quick; she knew that she could not sway him in the matter. She sighed and stood up. She walked into the cave. Dagger stared at the ground, his eyes not seeing it, but the look on Saphire’s
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