A distressed cry flew through the air.
Shull raised her head from the pack borders.
Several generations down from the Hero Balto.
Yep.
That was her.
Shull stepped forward, cautiously peeking into the den.
She whimpered.
"Alphess?"
The shewolf in the den lifted her head.
"Alphess Soull?"
Soull stood up, shaking off the nursing pups.
Shull shouted out in terror.
"By Balto`s fang! They`re cursed Soull! They`re cursed!"
Her tail shot between her legs and she wimpered, covering her eyes with her paws.
Soull stood up, kicking aside her two whelps, to join Shull outside the den.
She spotted a flash of red coming closer, the gray alphess whispered a command to Shull.
"I want you to hide them in the den, deep in the passages. I don`t want them to die. Understand?"
Shull nodded and darted into the den.
The flash of red pulled up short.
Pirru spoke carefully.
"Soull, we must move on."
His mate snarled.
She would not leave.
The pup`s cries lifted up into the air as they were hidden.
"Frost-Wraith, you must die."
There was a snapping sound and then another and Shull left the den. Blood coursed down her face, just a little.
"Miz, they are hidden."
The trio watched.
The Frost-Wraith was rising!
-End part one-