So as it said in the info, I am remaking this story in hopes of making it more enjoyable for you, the readers. Please enjoy.

Chapter1

A young brown and tan pup sat alone in his favorite spot; a pile of rocks that overlooked a river frozen over with ice, the river itself making itself known only by the shallow gorge of which it had carved. A sizeable distance behind this shallow gorge, mountains rose dominantly out of the hazy horizon, reaching up high into the air as if they were trying to hold up the sky. In the space between these two geographical features was a flat tundra, sparse with tall, snow blanketed pines and squat shrubs of states similar to that of the trees that they accompanied. To the pup's back the forest grew thicker, the trees growing throughout this part of the wilderness being more pronounced and tightly compressed with each other, and there were places where the frozen bushes became so thick that they could almost be defined as undergrowth. The pup loved this spot, for whenever he would come out here he could escape from the world around him, run away from any troubles that he may have and lose himself inside of the depths of his imagination. He imagined himself climbing to the very summit of those mountains on the horizon, dreamed of running through that tundra during the night with the full moon and the stars shining brightly down upon him, bathing him in their subtle blue rays. The pup thought about these things and took in a long breath through the nose then let it out of his mouth, savoring the crisp freshness of the air and indulging himself in the rich smell of the pines around him.

Something moved undetected behind him, an unseen ghost creeping across the snowy ground and regarding him with tiny, anxious eyes. This silent shadow sheltered itself in the security of a snow covered shrub, crawling into its heart and coming to a stop close to the other side of it. This mysterious creature watched the pup through the icy, leafless branches, studying its prey with careful attentiveness, waiting and watching to make sure that its presence was still unknown. The creature's mind was eased when it could safely affirm that his target was indeed still oblivious to its presence and saw this as his chance to strike. Laying low onto its chest, the creature shifted its hind legs, tensing its body to pounce. Balto, the inattentive brown and tan pup, was hit from behind by a force so great that he was sent flying from his perch and to the powdery ground below, his body nearly falling down the slope that led to the river and fought for the upper hand against the creature that attacked him. After a short struggle, Balto took it by lightly kicking the furry creature in the abdomen and rolling it over onto its back. With this accomplished, he quickly pinned it and gazed down upon his younger brother, of whom was still struggling to break free; but no matter how he tried he simply could not shake his older brother's weight. He knew that he was finished.

"Darn, I'll never get you," the little pup whined giving off a defeated smile.

Balto smiled victoriously and let his brother up by stepping off his shoulders.

"It's okay Shadow Fang. Just takes practice," Balto offered with a reassuring smile.

However, Shadow Fang was not convinced and he looked sadly down at his paws. He was the youngest of the three in his litter, not to mention the smallest; and out of them all, he was the only one who had trouble pouncing on prey or winning fights. Seeing his brother's dismay, Balto nuzzled him comfortingly, causing Shadow Fang to sniffle.

"I forgot why I came to find you," Shadow Fang began weakly, "It's time for dinner, Mom wants you home."

Hearing this Balto smiled.

"Bet I can beat you home," Balto egged, giving his brother a gentle nudge.

This challenge made Shadow Fang brighten up a bit for he'd been practicing for the next time someone challenged him to a race.

"Oh ya?" Shadow Fang replied smugly, accepting his brother's challenge.

Balto took his place beside Shadow Fang and got into a running stance, looking over to his brother to see him do the same thing, the only difference between the two being that Balto always raised his right paw.

"Call it," Balto said seriously, keeping a careful eye on his brother.

Shadow Fang looked over to his brother and then turned his head forward again.

"Ready," he said monotonously, Balto turning his head forward whenever the word was spoken.

"Set," Shadow Fang continued, tensing his body to spring forward and run.

Balto did the same and waited in great suspence for the final signal that would then send them flying quickly across the frozen land.

"Go!" Shadow Fang yelled and the two exploded forward.

Balto took an immediate lead, but Shadow Fang was determined and started to steadily close the gap between him and his brother. Seeing this, Balto quickened slightly putting a more comfortable distance between him and his brother; but Balto knew how hard Shadow Fang had been working and decided now that they were half way to the cave they called home that he should pull back. Aniu, the snow white mother of the two, poked her head out the mouth of the cave and saw Shadow Fang overtake Balto in their footrace, and she smiled to herself at her son's kind gesture as Shadow Fang skidded to a halt at her paws. Balto arrived a short time later pretending to be more winded than he really was by keeping his head held low and taking in long and laborious heaves. After a few moments, he lifted his head to his younger brother.

"Good race 'Fang," he congratulated, "you sure got fast."

Shadow Fang lifted his head to his brother and smiled back at him wordlessly. Aniu licked her youngest's head in congratulations and then sent him into the den for supper. Shadow Fang nodded and bounded happily into the den, moving carelessly toward the back of the little cave where he was certain he would find his sister waiting. Once Shadow Fang was out of sight and earshot, Aniu dipped her head to even with Balto's and whispered into his ear.

"That was really kind of you, Son," she whispered proudly, "thank you for being a good sport."

Balto smiled and looked over to his mother with joy lighting up in his eyes.

"No problem, Mother," he replied humbly, "it just pleases me to see him so happy."

With that he turned and walked into the den, joining up with his siblings a mere moment later. Aniu watched him go for a while and shook her head with a chuckle and a smile.

"You definitely have your father's heart," she mused quietly and then squeezed her body through the little opening that led into her home.

Hey there to any who are reading this, I'm really hoping that y'all enjoyed this chapter now that I have gone back through and added to it. If you could, I'd really appreciate a review so I'll know if this isn't just a waste of my time going back through this. Thanks.