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the Wanderers
written by Tioga and Spirit

PROLOUGE:


Dr. Weir looked over across the Gate room, watching Col. Sheppard and his team depart on a mission. She knew it was standard reckon, but she couldn't help but worry. Elizabeth pushed the thought to the back of her mind, just as the forth member of the team, Rodney McKay, strode through the event horizon.

John Sheppard was the first out the Stargate, the dry grass reaching his knees. McKay already hand his scanner out, searching for anything he might find interesting. Ronan and Tyela hung back a few steps, McKay walking directly behind him, John stopped abruptly, causing Rodney to run into John's back.

The Scientist complained, “Jeeze, Sheppard!” John turned to face his friend, “Should teach you not to walk behind me.” John kept walking, “Like tailgating on a freeway,” he mumbled to himself.

Ronan stopped, “Wait,” he said quickly, quietly. The three remaining members stopped, Ronan crouched down, the team following his lead. John hurried over to the man, keeping low to the ground, “What is it?”
“I don't know,” Ronan's eyes never moving from the vast clearing, the only movement was the grass moving with the slight breeze.
“I swear I saw something,” Ronan's eyes scanned the area, John's eyes scanned the area as well, something wasn't right. He could feel it, something tugging at the back of his mind, telling him to turn back. John backed up, and whispered, “Let's go, I don't like it here.”

One by one, the group filtered back to the Stargate. They stood taller as they got closer to large ring; Rodney reached a hand up to dial the address to Atlantis. John tuned on the spot, he heard a noise behind him, but saw nothing; he readied his P-90. Rodney stopped dialing, as he felt something at his feet. He backed up quickly, but saw nothing.

Growling could be heard from somewhere in the deep grass, like a pack of animals hunting their prey. Three animals leaped out of the grass, their speed shocking even Ronan. The three members were pulled to the ground, and knocked unconscience. John rushed over to make sure that his teammates were alive. He felt something land on his back, the weight pushing him to the ground. He caught a glimpse of what had landed on him, he rolled over on to his back. A Wolf, with bright red eyes, contrasting against his golden fur; a claw or tooth- like marking on his left shoulder; a wide black 'X' under each eye; jumped on to his chest, pinning John's arms, keeping him from struggling. The wolf growled, his teeth glinting in the sunlight. Fear overtook Sheppard as the wolf's wide open maw flew for John.

Darkness... cold. A tri- colored gray wolf lay on a metal table. Bright green eyes opened with a start. Panting, the wolf lifted his head a looked around the room he was in.
“Were, who-” the wolf whispered, he looked down at light gray paws. Green pools showing complete confusion, “What happened? Where am I?” He scanned the room again; a Lab, full of Lab equipment. The wolf tried to stand on unsteady legs, failing three times before succeeding. He leaped off the table, his legs giving out from under him, causing him to fall flat on his face.
“Ooof...”

He stood again, testing the strength of his four legs. He looked through the darkness for an exit. He found one, a door, it was unlocked and ajar. He pushed it open with his nose, and peered into the hall. He saw no one, and ventured out into the open. After wondering about for a few minutes, and seeing no human or animal, he saw a sign hanging above a door, it read 'Exit'. He rolled his eyes and thought, 'Of course,' the wolf pushed the door open with his two forepaws. The sunlight shone through the open door, and the wolf dashed out into the gassy area. The door slammed behind him, and attracted the attention of four guards- all of them pointing guns at him. He pinned his ears back, a sly grin appearing on his maw. He dashed forward, using all the strength in his legs to push him toward the four guards. The black and gray wolf dashed through the group, shots rang out, but none made contact. He galloped across the landscape, once he reached a thick forest, his legs gave out from under him; and darkness took over his mind as he drifted into a restless sleep.

TBC

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the Wanderers
written by Tioga and Spirit

CHAPTER 1:


The frigid air soaked through the fae’s golden pelt like ice cold water, she shivered. There was a new pack in the area, and she decided to go and investigate. The Buckskin colored female wolf made her was through the forest, silent paws stepping over rocks and dead vegetation. The fae lifted he nose to air and sniffed in the night air, she could smell them now. ‘Good,’ she thought, ‘I’m going in the right direction.’

She crept through the Shalteron Forest, brown and blue pools scanning every tree, every bush; looking for some sign of danger. The Shalteron Forest was not the best of places to be at night, it was neutral territory, meaning that any rouge, renegade or loner lurking about could be a danger. Dense trees gave the perfect cover, rock overhangs gave perfect lookout points and large caves gave wolves the darkness to conceal themselves from others.

Light brown rimmed auds pricked up at the sound of rushing water, ‘Glacier River,’ she thought, quickening her pace, but still keeping quiet, ‘The pack is just beyond the River.’ She reaching the bank of the River, she noticed the refection of the moon, and a smaller moon just to the side of it. Glacier River was the River that drained into the beach; the name came from its ice cold water. She spotted stepping stones that made a path across the river; walking over to them, she studied them for a moment before leaping on to the first one, hoping that it was steady. Finding that is was, she leaped on the second, then the third, then the fourth and finally on to the other side of the river. She found some cover in a dense group of trees and some brush. From there she could clearly see most of members of the pack, a white female sleeping inside a large cave, a crimson red and white colored male sleeping by a large old tree in the center of the area, a black male with green markings sleeping on the other side of the old tree, a tri colored, black manned, male wolf laying by the mouth of the cave, his black bangs covering a third of his face as he slept. He looked bigger than the others, more powerful. He looked like he could kill you in his sleep. She watched them for a few more moments, and bird distracting her, she looked up as the bird flew off and out of a nearby tree. She let for head trail back to the sleeping direwolf pack. She noticed something different, the tri colored male was missing. She tiled her head to the side, ‘Were…?’ golden auds twisted back as she heard, no… felt someone behind her. She silently and quickly spun around, coming face to face with the tri colored male, she pinned him down in an instant. She grave him a silent growl and bared her teeth, “Who are you?” she asked the male.
He whispered back, “Who am I? Who are you, and what are doing on my pack’s territory?”
She rose a sole eyebrow, “Your pack?”
The brute shrugged and, “Well… um…” he paused, looking down at her paws on his chest, “Um… it’s kind of hard to breath with camped out on my chest.” The fae looked down at her paws as well, then quickly jumped off him. “My name is Spirit, Alpha Female of the Nomadic Wolf pack.” Spirit’s multi colored eyes scanned the male, “And you are…?”
The brute pricked up, “Oh, Kiavan. Beta Male of the Wanderers Direwolf pack,”

Kiavan pricked his ears at a noise in the bushes and lifted his maw, and sniffed the air, ‘Whiteclaw,’ he thought. Sure enough, a golden wolf with red eyes and a wide ‘X’ marks under each eye, and the claw- like marking on his left shoulder – the mark that gave him his name – jumped out of the brush, followed by two black wolves; their red eyes shining brightly against their black pelts. Kiavan growled loudly, loud enough to wake the sleeping pack.
“Look who it is, Galactic and Hunter. Oh and look, Whiteclaw too,” Kiavan looked to the wolf on Whiteclaw’s left, Hunter you are the stupid one, right?” he said mockingly. Hunter growled a leaped for Kiavan only to miss, his feet hitting the base of a tree. Galactic just stood there, for an evil minion, he was not very bright. Tioga, the white female Spirit had seen before, awoke to the noise, awaking the others as well. She leaped in front on Whiteclaw just as he was about to attack Spirit; she growled at him, her sky blue eyes showing just a hint of a glow. A golden wolf with teal eyes, Shadow, tackled Galactic. Galactic and Shadow tumbled into a tree, Galactic grabbed for Shadow’s neck, and Shadow grabbed one of his hind legs, propelling him in to another tree, Galactic fell limp.

Tioga turned her head as she heard a ‘yelp’ behind her, Kiavan had Hunter by the scruff of his neck. Whiteclaw saw his chance and launched himself at Tioga; Spirit saw this and leaped at him head- butting him in his side, pushing him off course.

Two more wolves enter the scene, ready to attack; Spirit sees them, “No, don’t attack!” The two wolves stop and give her a quizzical look. Galactic had long recovered from Shadow’s attack, and launched himself at Spirit… making contact. Spirit yelped, and Kiavan had Whiteclaw pinned to the ground. Tioga held Hunter down and a black wolf with blue eyes and a topaz blue emerald hanging on a string around her neck – Topaz – leaped at Galactic pinning him to the ground.

Kiavan growled in Whiteclaw’s face, “Why did you attack us?” no reply, Kiavan put a large paw to his throat, “Answer me,” he ordered. Whiteclaw growled best he could with Kiavan’s paw putting pressure on his wind pipe. Kiavan bared his teeth and jumped off Whiteclaw, “Get out of here, and never return.” Whiteclaw slowly got up, Tioga and Topaz released the twins, and Whiteclaw bean to slink back into the woods. He eyed Spirit as she pushed herself off the ground; he growled and leaped at her, only to have Tioga’s jaws close on the scruff of his neck. She pulled him off his feet and flung him into a tree.

She growled and bared her teeth, “Leave,” Tioga’s voice a cold as ice. The red eyed wolf narrowed his eyes and pinned his ears back, “We shall meet again,” he said in a gruff voice. Tioga pinned her ears back as he got up off the ground, loping off, crossing the river, going deeper into the forest. Galactic and Hunter soon followed.

TBC

To See More Info On The Wanderers, Please View The Fan Links Section To See Our Wikipedia Info and Our Fan Site.

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Awsome! it's a cross between Stargate and wolves, If this ever became an RP i'd be the first to join!

Actually we do have a fan site for it, and you can act your favorite characters.

Link: http://tiogawolf.proboards85.com/index.cgi

Awsome! You can expect me to try and join! I was going to bring my Character Khan in, I have a pic for him ready to!

kk. JUst make sure you follow the rules. *wink*

You can count on!

Thank you!