Two Weeks Later...
Waya was hunting by herself. It was not something you usally see; a wolf hunting alone, but she wanted some peace from the craziness of the pack. There was a lot of hussel and bussel, one of our scouts had been killed by one of Motica's pack members, she was taken a risk going a alone and her father, Adolph persisted she take another hunter with her, but she refused against it and told him: "I'll she just stay away from the borders and hunt in the middle of the territory".
Her fur was getting thicker. There was a slight chill in the air, Autumn was getting closer by the day. She yawned and fell into a crouch when she spotted a figure walking around the territory. Her eyes narrowed, she couldn't tell if it was a fox or another wolf. She growled lowly and kept down in the grass and slowly crawled toward it. She snarled when she got closer, it turned out to be another wolf. His eyes were familar, along with his coloration of his fur texture. It was Truck she had seen by the creek two weeks ago.
Waya leaped up and tackled Truck to the ground. She pinned him, her body high above him. She bared her fangs. Truck did not seemed surprised to see her; he must of scented her. "I've been looking for you, sweety." he said in his sweet voice, but that didn't make her like him, which is what he thought.
"What are you doing here, Truck?" she growled. Her ear twitched when she heard more russeling from a bush behind her. She gulped and glanced behind her. It was Truck's younger brother Moose.
"We wanted to see how you were doing. Still as beautiful as ever." Moose smiled behind her.
"Bastard." Waya growled as Truck touched her belly with his hind leg and she immediantly got off him, ramming her flank into Moose's nose and she heard a crack from it.
Moose howled in pain and covered his nose.
Waya smiled. "Get out of Hene territory." she growled.
Truck stood up and he rubbed his side against hers and he curled his tail under her chin. Waya clamped her jaws on Truck's tail and threw him into his brother.
The siblings struggled on eachother and Truck glared at Waya. "Always playing hard to get." he smirked. "That's why I like you." he smiled.
Waya recoiled. She growled in disgust and tucked her tail between her legs, but not submissivley. Truck ran at her, his mouth open and his tongue lolled out. Waya turned her back on him and she kicked her hind leg into his face and he tumbled to the ground, then she felt fangs on her flank. She glared at Moose as he scratched her sides and hind leg. She turned on him with tooth and claw and left a scar on his left eye.
"Leave!" she snarled.
The males growled and turned tail and ran. She snorted and walked back to her pack.
She caught a rabbit and brought it back to the pack. She did not look at everyone, and ignored her siblings as they jumped at her jaws and licked her muzzle, wanting her to drop her kill.
Waya walked into her den and layed down and ate. She closed her eyes and rested. The scratches on her sides and hind legs burned like fire, but she ignored it.
She could hear her siblings whining and whimpering, wanting her to come and play. Waya sighed and stood up. She walked out of the den and began to play with her younger siblings. She decided not to tell her parents about the Skyling(Motica's pack) males. Everything was taken care of.
Month Later...
Hene pack was the biggest pack in the area. They were a twenty strong wolf pack. The neighboring pack, Skyling was a mere ten or fifthteen. Motica was always becoming pregnant, trying to gain more of her family blood-line and she would also grab loners into her pack. But she would grow careless and the seasons of the forest would end up killing her pups.
The Hene pack was rarely losing pups, but mating season had already passed and Ayet had not took the chance of mating with her partner, Adolph had agreed. Their supply of food was gone and holding twenty wolves on only herd of caribou was hard, but they managed. Next year, she would become pregnant because the herds would be back, but for now, the pack had to wait out winter.
Snow covered the pines trees of the Hene pack. Snow was about five inches deep and it was hard to find food. Only some moose and buffalo remained, they would never run out of their territory into Man's or the Skyling's. They kept the peace, but the same did not go for the Skyling.
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Motica had her mate Kanook and he was very loyal to her. Motica had three new pups in addition to Moose and Truck. Motica had a plan to overthrow her sister's pack and take it over. Though is was risky because Motica and Kanook were slowly becoming old because of their pack rarely hunted because they rarely found food. Soon Truck or Moose would take over the pack, but for now. The two young adult males were waiting for their turn at the thrown.
Truck paced in front of a frozen pond in the Skyling's territory. His brother, Moose always tagged along to his older brother, but he knew that Truck would soon challenge him when their parents died. Truck soon stopped. He looked at his brother. His parents were growing old and he could save killing his brother later and do it now. Truck shook his head. Moose was a very loyal brother, he would just have to show who was boss.
Truck leaped at his brother. Moose must've read his mind because the two males met with teeth and claw. They were both on their hind legs. Moose bit on Truck's muzzle and Truck bit on his and he batted his brother's side with his claws extended. He left claw marks on Moose's sides and tufts of fur flew to the snow below them.
Truck threw his brother off of him and ran at him. Moose turned and jumped on Truck and sank his fangs into his mane and shook his head back forth. Truck snarled and kicked him away and ran at him again, teeth bared.
Finally Moose was struck to the ground and Truck snarled at his brother. Moose whimpered and rolled to his side and Truck bit his brother's muzzle. Moose tucked his tail and submitted to his brother. Moose would know his place when the time comes.
Truck let his brother get up and the two males walked off together as if the fight had never happened. Truck's tail though was much higher than his brothers, Mooses'. They walked into the den site and saw his mother calling a meeting.
"Today, we attack the Hene pack and kill their leaders and make their pack ours!" Motica howled.
The two brother's smiled.
"We attacked at sunset!" she howled. The whole went off into warcry howl.
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"Ayet! Adolph!" called some scouts. "We have a problem." he said and stood in front of his alpha's.
"What is it?" Ayet asked.
"The Skyling pack is heading our way. They are going to attack us." he said, his breath still hard from running.
"Get the wolves ready." Adolph growled. "If Motica wants a fight. Than by Hell we will!" he snarled.
The scout left howling through pack.
Aiden, Waya, Felan and Feline all looked up. War was to come. Then, more darker howls came from the west and the whole pack looked up.
At the forest line of the den site stood the Skyling pack. Motica and Kannok at the lead.
"ATTACK!!!" Motica howled and the Skyling pack poured down on the Hene pack. The two packs engaged in war. Motica fought her sister and Adolph fought Kanook. The den sight was filled with snarls, growls, yelps and howls. Blood scattered the ground and sprayed in the air. The sunset above and the sun turned red, as if it was bleeding for the packs below..The battled raged on through the night. Who will win?