A/N: And Here is Prologue B Hunt. Sorry it's a day late. Hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I do not own Ice Age. I do own my OCs.
Hunt
The air was frigid as night began to fall, lazy winds tossing about the falling snow, further tormenting the gathered wolves. They were a sizable pack, strong, and formidable…and also leaderless.
The Druid Clan had spiraled in the homecoming of their Head Alpha, dead, and draped across the back of his son, Xander. Heath carried the deceased Aura, and the remaining few came limping in behind.
The unthinkable had happened. Not only had Luca been challenged by an Omega, but she had also succeeded. Keeva had killed the Head Alpha, and as such, was meant to take lead of the pack, only…the victor had fled.
Now, the rock where the Head Alpha stood to address a gathering such as this was empty. Luca's sons were old now, and hesitant to fill their father's paws, and with Keeva's absence there were none other worthy enough to stand upon that rock.
And yet, as they sat there, debating in the bitter cold, someone did step up. A shadow against the grey sky. Kygo, son of Honda, and mate of the late Aura.
"My friends." He greeted them cordially, and with a tone belaying sorrow. "What has happened to our clan has been nothing short of a tragedy."
Wide and surprised eyes turned to look at the bold, young male. Some baring tooth at his audacity.
"This clan has suffered greatly with the loss of Luca, his long reign severed by unworthy jaws." He bowed his head a moment, brilliant amber eyes downcast. "And as difficult as a decision as it undoubtedly is to choose a new head for this clan, my friends, it is a decision that must be made."
The muttering that had silence when Kygo stepped up began anew, and the dark wolf allowed it for a moment, before speaking over them once more.
"As many of you know, my father was second in line for the throne, before Luca's children were born. As such, I find it only fitting that I should take lead of the pack, should Luca's heirs refuse it."
Kygo's, and everyone's, eyes turned to Xander and Heath, sitting just below the rock. Heath looked a little bothered by the attention, but Xander's face betrayed nothing.
"I renounce my claim to the Druid Clan." Heath said under Kygo's intense stare. "I could do my father's memory no justice, aged as I am now."
"And you, Xander?" Kygo implored. "What say you?"
"Head of the Clan is something that must be earned." Xander said firmly. "You've done nothing to prove yourself a worthy leader. That whelp of an Omega managed to earn her position, even if she did run from it."
Murmurs of agreement filled the air, and Kygo gnashed his teeth, daring to show off hints of white fang.
"if that's how you want it, old timer." He managed to keep the snarl out of his voice. "Then I prose this to you. I will begin a hunt for our runaway Alpha-" he spat the word like poison rolling off his tongue. "And bring her back here. When I do, I will challenge her as our laws demand and claim the title for myself."
"You against the Omega?" Xander scoffed. "Hardly seems like a fair fight."
"She was strong enough to kill your father." Kygo smirked.
Both of Luca's sons bore teeth and snarled.
"If this is the path you choose to walk, son of Honda, so be it." Xander bit sharply. "I too, renounce my claim to the Druid Clan, let the youngster take it, if he can."
"I can and I will." Kygo assured turning his attention away from Xander and to the rest of the pack. "The hunt for the runaway, Keeva begins now! Who will join me?"
Howls of agreement filled the air as Kygo's smile turned vicious.
Family secrets ran deep, and were hidden well, and he couldn't wait to get his paws on Keeva and unearth every one of them for her…
In the crowd, silent among their peers, sat two friends. As the pack rallied, Sage looked to Yule, green eyes meeting amber with the utmost severity.
They had to find Keeva.