Chapter 1: The Fall
The young fawn ate at the green blades of grass emerging from the deep brown earth. Pausing every so often to raise her head encrusted with a white star upon it to inhale the scents around her checking for danger before continuing to graze. Renn stood twenty metres downwind of the gracious deer, an arrow knocked. She took one more step forward to gain a clear shot and felt her legs buckle as the ground beneath her gave way. The last glimpse of the fawn bound away was all she saw before the cavernous earth swallowed her whole.
Torak jumped as a flustered wood grouse impulsively flew from a juniper bush barely a metre beside him. It had been a long and worry filled night since Renn had disappeared and he had relentlessly searched her tracks for any sign of where she had vanished to. Her tracks had ended a valley from their campsite in crumpled pieces of earth almost twenty metres from a clearing. Other than a young deer's tracks bounding off deep into the forest none other were found. He stood dazed, not many in the forest could mask their tracks from his ever so watchful eye and Renn was not one of them. He pitied those whom would dare have taken his beloved for now the hunt was on.
Torak stood tall and howled "pack-sister in danger! Help!"
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Wolf lifted his head from where he had been sleeping with his pack to hear Tall Tailless's enraged howl shaking the forest with its urgency. He rose barking a soft "stay" to Darkfur and the cub before he took off moving with the speed of the roaring fast wet. Tall Tailless was a lope to the south away and even though wolf hadn't seen him in half a moon due to the protection of the cub he sensed the distress his adored pack-brother was in. as wolf drew near him he picked up a scent which was all too familiar to him, and as his pack brother asked if he could smell Renn beyond the crumpled earth where her tracks ended wolf snarled "no but there is demon"