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Oh, man that's so cruel that father shall be pay! One day he'll pay. He hurt his wife and paid the price! grr. that's so sad. there so young! That isn't fair! I just want to do something but I can't! What else could go wrong for their mother and them, they have to be separated too. That is cruel!

here is more of part one:

Stan came towards all of the comotion and gasped as he saw Storm facing the edge of the forest.

"Momma, why are Storm and her sisters lined up that way?" Stan curiously asked his mother.

"Well, they're about to get banned from the pack sweetheart." Stan's mother replied, frowning.

Storm had small tears rolling down her furry cheeks, each landing on her dirt stained paws. She looked beyond the icy meadow that lie ahead.

"We all know why we are here. These pups do not belong in this pack, and must leave at once!" The alpha male rebelled. All of the other wolves howled in excitement.

Storm couldn't believe that all of the other pack members were happy that they were leaving. All Storm could do was cry and obey the pack laws.

"No you cursed mutts, MARCH!" The alpha ordered and stood on a small rock over the path the sisters had to take. Each of the sisters sadly padded away from eachother, going in different directions.

Storm stayed in her position and turned around, barring her puppy fangs.

"How dare you challenge me!" The alpha male spat. "Alriht then, if it's a fight you want, then a fight you shall get." The alpha male charged at the pale pup and snapped at her. Storm jumped back in fear, and nipped at her betraying father. She caught him on his muzzel, but it was just a small cut. The male swiped his claws at her, but she ducked jist in time. Storm got really upset, and jumped on her father's head and clamped down, ripping his fur from his skull. The male shook rapidly and she flew off, hitting the trunk of a tree on the right side of her body. She yelped and collided with the ground, with snow falling from the tree's branches onto her body.

Storm struggled up and growled again.

"Fine, I warned you." The male said as he charged at her again, this time, catching her by her right ear. Blood trickled down her scared face and yelped a screeching howl. The male braught his head up, also picking Storm off of the ground and started spinning with Storm's ear still in his grasp. Storm felt dizzy, but her father kept twirling around. After a few more twists, he let go of her ear and Storm flung into the snowcovered meadow. A thump was heard, and Storm's mother was balling. Storm struggled up, with more blood streaming from her cuts. Tears filled her eyes as she saw her father grinning with her very blood on his lips. She flexed up and darted towards the open plains of Alaska.

Stan was frozen. His best friend will never be seen again. He slowly backed away and ran into his den, crying.

I Love It! I cant wait to Read the Rest !!!! ^^ <3

thankies kira! i can't wait to read your fics also!

Thanks Much, And The First Thing i thought about was the song by rascal flatts

SAD! The story title works so well with this the poor pups You making this sadder then it already is! Get part two up soon

i'm sorry, it's just the way this story goes so good with the song^^ sad and it only ets sadder, untill the end^^ i'lll have ch. 2 up asap!

sorry for the double post...
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Part 2

Storm kept running, flinging snow behind her. She never looked back at her betraying home. The sky grew dark and cold, and it started to lightly snow. Storm looked up at the unpredictable sky with envy in her eyes. She vowed that she will avenge her dignity and love with her family.

Stan on the other hand was still sobbing in his den.

"How could her father do this to her? Why!?" Stan howled between breaths. Soon enough, his mother padded inside the den and sat next to him.

"Stan honney, what's the matter?" She asked him.

"Mom, Storm is gone. I'll never see her again. I wish her dad would accept her form who she is, not what she looks like." Stan replied, rubbing the tears from his eyes.

"Oh Stan, that's just the law in our pack. Whhy, my sister had to leave because she was brown."

"But why? It shouldn't be that way."

"I know Stan, but that's just the way it is."

Meanwhile, Storm slowed down into a trot and continued her deviled path to pain and mysery.

"How could have this happened? Why did my father do this to me?" Storm asked herself. She was in the middle of nowhere. No trees, rocks, or water in sight. A few sea gulls flocked overhead and echoed on the solid ground. Storm looked up, putting all of her attention on the birds. A dark shadow grew towards Storm's direction, peering at her small, helpless body.

Stan had stopped crying, but couldn't get the sight of Storm leaving out of his mind. He shook his head, causing it to throb. He lay down, waiting for a new day.

Storm heard a noise coming from behind her and swished around to see a huge grizzly bear charging at her. She stood very still, shock overwealming her tiny body. She shook her head and tried to get out of the way, but slipped. Every seconed counted as the bear got closer and closer. She struggled up as fast as she could, but only to slip again. Storm was in reach of the bear's huge claws. The bear took the chance to finally catch ameal, and swung at Storm. She ducked and dashed away as fast as her little legs to carry her. The bear got up and roared from hunger. Storm looked back, still running and saw the bear chasing after her.

Stan was still laying in his den. it seemed forever for the sun to set and declare a new day. He sighed and shut his eyes.

Storm was in trouble. She couldn't outrun a monster ten times bigger that she was. She was stuck. Storm dodged every swipe the bear threw at her, but got tired and weak. This was the bear's chance. It leaned back, holding tis huge paws in the air, then in one smooth motion, lowering it for a strike.

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more to come soon!

soo good, more! more!

It's seems you like making me cry don't you? If you kill Strom here I'm going to cry no kidding. Ok I'm soft in the heart ok. This is so sad, why? I know that seems to be the point but....

no, well, kind of.. it tells me that people really like my way of writting... even though it has some spelling errors... anyway, here's more of ch. 2
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Storm closed here eyes, thinking this would be the last she'd ever see the untrustworthy Earth. All of a sudden, the bear reared back, roaring in pain. Another wolf was gnawing at the bear's hind leg. The bear flopped over, hitting the ground. The other wolf ran towards Storm, who still had her eyes closed. He picked her up by her scruff and dashed away. The bear wobbled up and shook it's head. It sniffed around, and carried on srtolling through the wasteland as if nothing happened.

The sun was finally starting to et. Every minute felt like hours as Stan stared at the sky. The clouds turned grey and the sky turned pink and red mixed together. Stan sighed of bordom and slanted his paw over his eyes. The sun set over the icey dunes.

The other wolf was still running, carrying Storm in it's jaws. Storm finally slowly opened one eye, realizing she was in motion. She gasped and looked up, seeing a huge eye looking down on her. The wolf came to a hault in front of a huge pile of rocks, with other white wolves hovering over the two.

"Permission to enter." the wolf carrying Storm demanded. The other white wolves nodded and jumped dwn towards Storm and the wolf carrying her. The all padded inside the rocky cave, only to discover it was a wall. Many other white wolves lived in one place, and Storm was set down. A new young male white wolf padded right next to her.

"Hello, I'm Steve. What's your name?" The male pup asked. Storm started into his bright amber eyes. She shook her head and replied,

"M..my name's Storm. Where am I?" Storm asked, tilting one ear.

"You're where all rejected wolves go. We all live as one here."

"I just wish my pack lived this way."

"I know. My own father sent me away and to never return."

"Same here. And nice to meet you Steve."

"It was nice to meet you too Storm. C'mon, I'll show you the rest of the pack." Starom followed Steve and met the whole pack.

"That over there is Iron Jack. He's crazy and will do anything to protect the pack" Steve explained

"Don't close your eyes, don't loook away!" Iron Jack exclaimed as two wolves carried him off into the warm den to hold him daown o calm himself. Steve made the little hand motion to demonstrate carzyness.

Storm giggled. "I think I'm going to like this place Stan. Oh! I mean Steve." Storm paused and siffed from that name. 'Stan...' Storm thought in her mind.

Finely it looks like it's going to turn around! YAY!

ies for liking my fic so much!^^ i feel loved! more of part two coming soon!

Part two I want it! I needs ITS! You can see it my eye lol. I can't wait finely it's getting better for Strom! I'm wondering about the others. I hope they have the fortunes of Strom! You got me worried, if you go to them then what's happening to Strom? Oh no!! This is killing me!!! Next part soon PLEASE!!!

okay, here's more of part two!
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Stan woke up in the middle of the night, sitting on a hill that overlooked his den and the path Storm had taken.He sighed.

"Why Storm? Why did you have to go?" Stan tried to hold back tear, but they escaped his eyes. He howled a low, sad howl that echoed throught the trees. His mother opened an eye to the sound of the sadness. She smiled a bit and cloesed her eye and fell asleep.

Storm was still as active and playful. She followed Steve towards the end of their pack territory. Steve knelt down in a playful position, ready to play fight. Storm smirked, knowing she'd win. Whenever she roughhoused with her sisters and Stan, she'd always win. Stom kneeled down and wagged her tail. Steve jumped up, ready to pounce on her, but Storm slid to his right and glomped him.

"Gotcha Stan! Oh...sorry..." Storm paused, thinking of Stan. "I'm sorry Steve, it's just I miss my frind so much."

"That's alright, I used to do the same thing when I was new to this pack. I'm used to it." Steve winked to her. Storm felt a little relieved and friendly nuzzled Steve. Steve smiled and returned her conforting wolf hug.

The moon set behind the snowy mountain and a new day has arose. Stan was outside by a stream, ready to swipe a fish. A salmon was in sight, and Stan curved his claws into the water. The fihs was about five centimeters away from Stan's daedly weapons. He striked at the fish and shot it clear out of the water, seeing flop around in the dirt. Stan ran to it, pouncing on it and tearing the limbs off. He caught a mobile feast and brought some to his mother, who grew ill.

"I got you some breakfast mother." Stan whispered. His mother weakly struggled upright to devour the fish. "And after a few more days, you'll be better again!" Stan continued.

"Thank... thank you son." She coughed between breaths.

"I'll go get some more" Stan troted towards the forest's green and found some birds pecking the ground. He stalked the fowl, getting ever closer to their tender meat. He was a few inches away from striking range, and thought the time was right. He pounced on the ground, making the birds airborn, and clamped his puppy jaws around their fragile bodies. Stan then smiled and padded back to his den, where his mother was laying in the dirt.

"Stan...I'm in the need of water." His mother stammered. Stan nodded and dashed towards the little creek where he had caught the salmon. Stan's mother gazed at the bird, and caughed lowdly and continuously.