help. By the time they had picked him up, he was almost asleep, and he was terribly numb.
The last time he opened his eyes that night, he saw the eyes of the human in SnowFall’s eyes. He fainted, but no one even noticed, really. They already knew he was going to pass out, he’d had a hard night.
Christine watched as they took DawnLight and put him to bed. She gasped at DawnLight when he gave her a look of pure hatred. “Oh great gosh almighty, he’s found out!” She whispered.
She jumped when FoxTail growled behind her. “DarkShadow should have whipped that pup to death! He’s worried half the pack!” Christine turned around and glared at FoxTail.
“Leave DawnLight out of this, you maggot-eating crow!” Christine took a step toward FoxTail, her eyes burning in rage.
FoxTail’s eyes went wide, and she leapt back with a surprised yip.
“You think you’re so tough! Why don’t we see who really is?” Christine crouched down and growled and bared her fangs.
For a moment, FoxTail was too stunned to reply. Then she met Christine’s gaze, and leaped.
Christine dug her fangs into FoxTail’s scruff and dragged her. FoxTail snarled and slashed Christine’s face with her claws. Christine staggered back, and when she was about to attack FoxTail again, the black Pack-Guard BlackFire pushed her back.
Christine fell backwards and BlackFire stood over her and looked from her to FoxTail.
“You’re both acting like pups! You all will be here for a long time, so get used to it.” He left Christine and walked to FoxTail, who knew that BlackFire did not joke, and she turned away to walk to DarkStorm.
BlackFire cast a glance at Christine. “Go to bed, and I might forget to tell DarkShadow about this.” Christine ran off, not because he looked serious and she was tired anyway, but she could have sworn she saw his eyes narrow.
When Christine had lay down in her moss-bed, she almost gasped aloud. She could not believe it. If she wasn’t seeing things, BlackFire was definitely ShadowNight. She had seen ShadowNight narrow his eyes at her. BlackFire was pure black and looked just like him. The only thing that proved he wasn’t ShadowNight, was that BlackFire’s eyes were amber and not glowing red.
She couldn’t sleep. She decided she’d watch BlackFire closely. If he wasn’t ShadowNight, maybe he was kin to him?
Transformation of
Nature
Chapter 10
DawnLight had a disturbed night’s sleep again. He had tossed and turned, and only dreamed of SnowFall fighting with his mother. This had been going on for at least a week or two now.
DawnLight sat in his nest for a long time, thinking things over. SnowFall killed his mother. How? She was a wolf…Or was she a human?
However hard he tried, he could not push the thought away. Somehow, SnowFall had something to do with his mother’s murder.
After what seemed like a lifetime, he got up from his nest, only to fall back down from the dizziness. He caught a glimpse of black fur. NightFall was heading toward him with a scrawny rabbit.
She set it down in front of him. “I though you might be hungry.” She raised her head proudly. “Caught it myself!” When he didn’t reply, and took a bite, her ears lay flat on her head and her tail drooped. “Oh, okay. I’ll leave you to eat, then.” She left him alone in DarkShadow’s den.
As soon as NightFall left, DawnLight spat the rabbit out and pushed it away. He wasn’t hungry. He’d probably never want to eat again. All he could do was grieve.
He took a nap. More horrid dreams came. All nightmares.
DawnLight sat up quickly, unable to take anymore. Just then, SnowFall entered the den.
DawnLight bared his fangs and started backing away. SnowFall came forward, ears back, head low.
She stared whining. “I…I’m so sorry, DawnLight. I had no idea…” DawnLight guessed she must’ve known that he figured out that she killed BushyTail.
He growled softly. “Get away from me, murderer!”
SnowFall’s eyes widened, but she continued to walk towards him. “Just, please, let me explain…”
DawnLight barked at her, not loud enough to gain attention, but loud enough to scare her. “No, you killed my mother! I can’t believe I trusted you, and a human at that!”
SnowFall growled back, losing patience. “I said listen to me!” She pinned him down.
DawnLight pushed her away with his back paws. He sat up and gave her a look of pure hatred.
SnowFall got up unsteadily. “Just listen…Yes, I was human. I was camping here. Your mother and her other pack-mates tried to steal my food. I got scared and threw a flashlight at her. They scattered. “ShadowNight told me I had a lesson to learn and I woke up like this. My father is the hunter, and he’s trying to kill me because he thinks I killed Christine!”
DawnLight gasped. ShadowNight? It couldn’t be…..
SnowFall looked at him sadly. After temper tantrum and after she told him the story, he felt sympathy towards her. How would he cope if his father was trying to hunt him down?
DawnLight couldn’t believe it. “ShadowNight? But he’s dead!”
SnowFall snorted. “Then how the heck could I have turned wolf, smarty pants?” DawnLight tipped his head to one side. What did ‘smarty pants’ mean? SnowFall just shook her head as if he was stupid, and gave up on that phrase.
DawnLight shook his head at her, copying her, but seriously. “ShadowNight was our hero. He died in a forest fire saving the me from the flames. He was supposed to be born into a new life, like all our wolf heroes.”
Right then at that moment, BlackFire came into the den carrying new bedding. Only then did DawnLight know that the stories were true. ShadowNight was born into a new life indeed. DawnLight finally noticed the similarities between the Pack-Guard in front of him, and the old hero who saved DawnLight‘s life...
Transformation of
Nature
Chapter 11
BlackFire sat down and let his amber eyes dart suspiciously back and forth between SnowFall and DawnLight. What were they staring at?
“What?” He asked sharply. DawnLight flattened his ears and SnowFall flinched. “You are acting like a bunch of rabbits when I’m on the hunting patrol!”
BlackFire strolled across the room and scraped the old bedding away. He growled and looked straight at SnowFall. “You know, Prey-Catchers aren’t only supposed to feed the pack. They clean out bedding.”
SnowFall’s ears flattened in embarrassment as she slowly crept toward BlackFire. His ears twitched in amusement. She had better be scared of him. He could beat her at anything any day!
BlackFire sat down and watched her put in the new bedding. Something made his fur stand up. What was it? Something was seriously suspicious around here…I wonder what secrets she is hiding from us.
Next to him, DawnLight wiggled in discomfort. He obviously wanted to yell that he could fix his own bedding. But DawnLight should know better, he was still in training. A thought crossed BlackFire’s mind.
There had been more campers in the forest than usual. And they dressed in the same skin they all wore. SnowFall must’ve had something to do with it…
A prod in his side woke him from his thoughts. SnowFall was standing above him. “I-I finished!” Wow, she sounded weird today. BlackFire shook his head slightly and jogged out of the den. Pets would never settle here. Weaklings, as SnowFall was, were not allowed in the pack. But DarkShadow was obviously thinking something else.
He turned around and saw another wolf bounding toward him. FoxTail. What did she want with him?
Whatever she came for, she sure looked excited. “BlackFire, meet me by the Great Oak Tree. We need to talk. And bring FlowingStream!” She left at that.
BlackFire’s paws tingled. Did she want him for a journey? A mission? How exciting! No wonder! He woke FlowingStream, who was asleep in the Pack-Guard den. He did as told by FoxTail and ran into the forest, after sharing a small rabbit with FlowingStream, who looked more excited than BlackFire himself.
His faith dimmed as he emerged at the Great Oak Tree. FoxTail, tail wrapped around her paws, had a look of anger on her face. Standing beside her, tail held high, was the former Dominant Male, DarkStorm. Known for his stormy temper, he thought.
FlowingStream lay down in front of the two wolves, determination on his face. BlackFire sat a rabbit-length behind him.
FoxTail’s eyes burned angrily. “You all know that she-wolf, Christine?” She spat out the word as if it tasted like junk. BlackFire and FlowingStream nodded.
“Then you must know…” She continued. “She is a pet, not a part of this pack. If she stays, we will all be doomed to a life of softness that she will teach us. And softness will make us weak and vulnerable. We must run her off.”
BlackFire’s fur tingled with dislike. SnowFall may have been soft, but she didn’t deserve to be abandoned, right?
FlowingStream had jumped to his feet. “What?” He growled and FoxTail bared her teeth. But he didn’t understand the warning. “That’s against the Pack Rules!”
FoxTail leapt up and stood towering over him while he whimpered. “Silence, fool! I have not finished. The Pack Rules say we must do what is right for the Pack.
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