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The idea is to click reply, and write a story right there in the reply box. That means it has to be right off the top of your head, no planning, just write something. It can be any length you want, even just a couple lines. It can be a response to a previous post, or stand on its own. It just has to be off the cuff, and it has to be Balto fan fiction. Think of it as a writing exercise, where the idea is just to get something out rather than planning it.




"I don't know what to call this one," Balto said with a slight grin on his face. "The others all look like you, but she looks like me. What do you think?"

Jenna smiled back at him. "Well then she's going to need a special name. If she's anything like you, then she'll need a name that embraces your wild side. Something that celebrates it."

"Embraces our wild side, huh?" Balto chuckled.

Jenna frowned. "You know what I meant. You know I love that side of you, and if she's going to be like you I want her name to reflect that."

Balto stopped chuckling and looked down at the squealing pile of puppies near his front paws. "I... I like that idea," he said softly, and nudged the small brown puppy who had rolled over onto her back.

They watched as she slowly made her way back into the pile, gently squeaking the whole way.

"I've heard the humans talk about a very wild place, far off the coast of Alaska," Balto said, not taking his eyes off his daughter. "They said it's a chain of islands far out to sea, and sometimes there are earthquakes and the terrain is harsh but beautiful. Some of them even shoot fire into the sky now and then. It sounds almost unbelievable."

"Fire?" Jenna said, wide-eyed.

"Yeah. That's what they said, anyway. They're called the Aleutian Islands."

Jenna looked out the window. "Aleutian... that is a pretty name."

"Uh huh," Balto nodded.

"And it certainly seems to fit your wild side," she laughed. "Fire shooting out of the ground."

Balto grinned. "Yeah, I guess it does. Although I think Aleutian is a little bit strange sounding for a name. What about just Aleu?"

Jenna looked at Balto and smiled. "That's perfect. When she grows up, her name will always remind me of you."

Balto reached out to gently stroke the brown puppy's fur as she lay on top of the pile, fast asleep. "Sleep well, Aleu," he whispered.

As the ice was tossed back and forth in the angry sea, Aleu stood brave and tall. She was the new alpha, she had to remain strong for her pack. Aleu glanced down at a pair of whimpering pups and smiled sympatheticly. "Don't worry little ones, we'll make it." She told them in a soothing and motherly tone. The pups looked up at her, eyes wide and filled to the brim with tears. "You s-sure?" One of them whined.
Aleu chuckled at the pup's uncertainty, it was cute in a way. "I'm sure." She answered.
Suddenly a few excited barks broke through the silence. "Look! Look!" "There it is!" "We reached the other side!" "It's so beautiful!"
The brown mixed breed gently pushed past a few of her packmates and took a look at their new home. Their new home was indeed beautiful, and it was large too. It was an island, but it was absolutely huge and it was there that they would find the caribou. Now the sea had calmed a bit, and the waves seemed to be pushing them closer and closer to the island until finally the edges of the ice bumped against the land. "I told you we'd make it." Aleu said to the pups, who were now smiling and laughing with joy.
Slowly the wolf mix stepped off of the ice sheet, her ears perked and her nose to the air. "Come on everyone." She said encouragingly, and her pack soon followed. They all took their time exploring and scenting the area, getting familiar with their new home. Aleu sighed and breathed in the fresh air, catching the faint scent of flowers on the wind. 'We survived..'