Paws of Glory

The Pack Prophecy

Muka's Rise

Key

The Polobara – An artic landscape, surrounded by bleak grasslands.

The Mine – a strange gorge, home to thousands of crystals. Hind-walkers usually come down to take the valuables from the stones.

The Wood – a dense forest. Has unfortunately been devastated by the Hind-walkers.

The Mark – the Hind-walker camp, located beyond the Wood.

Ponte – Home to the Guardian Bear, Virtus. A small gorge in the mountains, far behind the Mark, next to the Moss.

The Moss – a mossy, hilly lands. Home to the Mossy Heights Pack.

Mossy Heights Pack – Located in a small dip in the Moss. Holes have been dug out through stone and hilltops to create dens. Hind-walkers once used the area as a gathering-post, but they have now moved to denser areas. Most wolves in the pack are dark, muddy colours.

The Fierce Tops Pack – located in the mountains, far behind any other pack known. On very rare occasions, they come to raid the Mossy Heights Pack. They are extremely powerful.

The Tribe of Howling Waters – a strange pack, located near the Moss. No-wolf knows much of this group, but Hind-walkers had apparently located a wolf from the tribe and are researching the entire group. Seem to be plotting against something, or rather someone.

The Embers – a scorched and dry land, home to the powerful and corrupt bear-god Pravus. Located far away from any other contact, apart from other mammals, lizards, and such that fall as prey to Pravus and his Clan.

Other small packs also reside in various other areas.

The blustery wind was hammering onto the dense hilltops, swishing grass and knocking trees. The wolves were tucked in their dens, huddling close to each other, savouring any ounce of warmth they could possibly obtain.

Water began to trickle down through the entry, easily sliding down the steep burrow that was the main den, and gathered at the wolves' paws; instantly, they jumped upwards and began to reach the ledges on the side of the den.

A small and skinny grey wolf was stuck at the bottom; she let out an aggravated growl, as she couldn't even reach the next ledge. She shook her broad shoulders slowly, wiggled her hindquarters, and pounced; she missed.

With an 'oof', she landed on the gathered water, which was rapidly beginning to be absorbed by the dirty grounds. The moon was shining brightly, a sparkle of wonder and magnificence, and the rainstorm had stopped, leaving herbs drenched and the pack healer howling.

The whole pack had begun to immerse from the intense atmosphere of the den, and joined in the fun; a whole pack howling!

The small she-wolf blinked up at the stars. Her pelt swished lightly, the wind beginning to pick up, slowly, airily, and then she lifted her muzzle to face the separating clouds.

Are you there? The grey wolf murmured, her face tipping with a slight ounce of worry; were the Ancestors watching, right now? They aren't real. She lowered her head to the ground, her mind riddled with thoughts and anxieties. She let her eyes droop, and she slouched against the mud.

She instantly looked up when she felt a paw jab her steep sides; a burly figure was standing above her, eyes narrowed, ears flat against her skull. He gave her a short glare, before the smaller, skinnier female tucked her tail and backed away from the figure- the Beta himself, what an honour! However, the happy thoughts were short-lasted as she realised that his approach was a challenge.

The beta, named Cor, lifted his muzzle and raised his brown tail in pride, as if he had just gained more authority- he had, over her. "Kleine, you must howl. Obey my orders or pay the price!" He growled.

Kleine nodded and quickly scampered away, towards the pack of wolves. She look up towards the moon, and let out a mighty howl, though her noises were drowned by the intense atmosphere of the night-time gather.

Salsus, the alpha male, was bunched up on high-hill, the formal pack gathering place. His jaws were curled, his fangs elongated, his narrowed eyes squinting at something over the Pack Entrance.

Kleine spotted Cor pad over to his alpha, his head held high, tail raised, as if taking advantage of his alpha's temporary craze. The twisted male growled towards Salsus, a challenging glint in his copper eyes- Kleine winced, her mind twirling at the thought of a fight. And, of course, the slight chance of being alpha female! She never had a chance with Salsus, for, this old hag had long lost his old mate, and hadn't had pups in seasons; Kleine began to wonder why Cor hadn't chased Salsus away a long time ago.

Then, Cor made the final move; he dived towards the alert male and slowly drove him away from the pack, and the wolves beside them moved away instinctively. The females let out excited yelps; maybe one of them would become alpha female! Kleine instantly trotted towards the lingering female, Suavis, who was watching intently, ears forward, her stance challenging Cor to pick her as alpha female.

She let out a low, challenging growl; this stupid female shall not take away her rightful position! With swift bites, she tackled Suavis and pinned her to the grass below, her face up against the female's muzzle. She remembered that Suavis used to be her friend- well, the title of alpha could drive any female towards tussles like this.

Suavis stared up at her. "Why?" She whimpered, her ears laid back against her broad, sandy head. Kleine blinked; this female was just a pup, and probably wasn't even mature enough for the title. Still, with the way she held herself, she scarcely feared that her chances would be taken away by this certain wolf.

Primal instinct took over- by dawn, Suavis shall be put down to omega, like she deserves, and Kleine will become the alpha female… well, if things went right.

Kleine snapped her jaws around the females muzzle, and then growled, "The alpha position is mine, you stupid rat! Back down now and I won't kill you!" Her ears were flat against her skull, and other wolves began to gather. "I give in!" With a cold stare, Suavis screeched out her final answer. The wind seemed louder now, and there was no sign of Salsus, only Cor and the multitudes of females he had by his side.

Kleine let go of Suavis and quickly padded forward to join the group. She glared defiantly back at Suavis as the female struggled to her paws, and forced her away with barks and glares. Suavis eventually left, out of the camp and into the forest, though Kleine smartly knew that Suavis would never survive on her own, and she'd come scampering back.

The sun had emerged from the horizon, and Kleine grinned wolfishly up at its sparkling heat. Her stance was dominant, and she was standing apart from the females. Cor looked down at her with a cold, hard, look, and then set his gaze upon the beautiful Pulcher, and landed next to her and Kleine.

"I shall mate with you, and you shall bare my pups for one season alone, however after that Pulcher is my forever partner. If she is to die, then you shall be the next alpha female." Cor declared, and the other females growled in both she-wolves directions, and then retreated back safely before they could be mauled by any of the three.

Kleine blinked- she didn't expect for it to go down like this! However, she nodded and padded away with Cor, her tail wagging softly, licking his face everywhere.