Note- Hey guys. This is my first story so lets make it count! I guess we should start the story...
Wolves- Start the story!
Me- OK OK!
Wolves- *they bare they huge fangs at me*
Me- OK, lets start the story before these guys kill me!
"Your mine now!" Falcon jumped up from her bed of twigs on the den floor. She turned and saw Yogi standing at the den opening.
When Falcon saw Yogi she laughed and said waging her tail, Oh yeah? Try me!"
Yogi snarled and lunged for Falcon. Even though Falcon was a rank less wolf pup, she could move her paws fast.
"Stay still!" Yogi growled and chased Falcon halfway across the dens dirt floor.
Playfully Falcon pounced on Yogi from her spot behind him.
Yogi roared and kicked while Falcon resumed her play. She gnawed on his right ear and bit his neck playfully.
Yogi began to feel Falcons rage and stepped back and yelped, "OK!" Then Yogi sighed and said. "OK. You got me Falcon."
Falcon laughed and got up on her hind legs and chanted. "I won! I won! I shot the humans gun! You lost! You lost! You ate the shame sauce!"
"Growl whatever." Yogi growled and stalked away. Like a rainy day, losing always ruined Yogis day.
Yogi walked a couple inches away and flopped down. The den was a large tree with a hole near the front.
Falcon did the same and flopped down next to her sleeping father. She curled up and thought when mother would be back with the hunters.
Her stomach growled and she heard a wolf in her pack mate with another wolf. Good for him. Falcon thought.
For four very boring hours Falcon slept. She woke up to Yogis sharp nose pushing her.
"Ugh... Yogi let me sleep with the blue things in the sky..." Yogi snarled, "Falcon! Mothers back!"
Falcon was pulled from her land of wonderful dreams and gazed at Yogi. Then she said," Oh yes.'
She got up and followed her brother to a dead elk carcass near the den floor.
She sniffed it and it was very cold. She looked out at the cold snow around Slough Creek. She looked at her mom and whined.
"Falcon! Its just elk! Please don't be fussy! You must respect the food from the great wolf!" Her mother roared, making the den roof shake.
"OK!" Falcon whined, pushing herself up and taking the third bite.
The meat was tasteless and VERY cold. It made Falcons teeth sting from taking a bite into the flesh of the frozen elk meat.
She pulled the fresh cold meat away in the warmest spot in the den. She was able to push off all the ice with her teeth.
She took another bite with the ice gone.
It was still cold and Falcon moaned and wiped the cold meat from her tongue.
Yogi took bits without caring about the tough cold frozen meat.
Her mother grunted, "Falcon you troublesome pup! Fine do not eat! See if I care!"
So Falcon did.