Prologue

Beyond the desolate mountains and smokey grey clouds; over the ground that was flooded with snow; far from the town of Ferntiuktuk was a large clearing. This clearing was in the centre of the freezing cold outskirts of town; perfect for dog sled racing.
It was mostly used for air-dropping supplies and other deliveries that were otherwise unable to handle going to this chilling U.S state any other way. However this time the delivery was huge metal container was open. But no one was there to collect it. First of, there was barely any ice cream inside- it had all been devoured. Secondly, this time stuff had been walking OUT of the crate: five, small golden retriever puppies. Four males and one female: Budderball, B-dawg, Buddha, Mudbud and Rosebud- the Air buddies.
"That was hot dawgs!" commented the "cool" pup, B-dawg.
"What's wrong with the ground, it's all cold?" wondered Rosebud, looking at the unusual environment. There was snow in Fernfield but never at this level.
"It's a dream come true, were surrounded by vanilla ice cream!" cheered the greedy Budderball, licking the cold ground. "Wait a minute, this ice cream has no flavour, this isn't a dream its my worst nightmare!"
"Where's the dirt!?" demanded Mudbud.
"We have to get back to Fernfield" stated Rosebud.
"It all smells the same how are we gonna get back?" asked Mudbud.
Buddha looked to his right, noticing a group of trees that looked somewhat similar to the large forest outside of Fernfield. "I think home is this way guys!" he said, running ahead. The others followed him.

Darkness had consumed the sky. It had become clear that this was not Fernfield. Still walking in the sub-zero temperature's of Alaska, the Buddies tirelessly searched for any sight of their home. Buddha had no clue where he was going and as he looked up at the snake-like trees,
the wise puppy accepted his failure.
"Guys, I think I may have been wrong this is not the way home" he admitted.
"It's so cold" shuddered B-dawg. "And it's getting kinda dark...not that I'm scared or anything...I'm just worried bout you lot, that's all".
"How did this happen?" wondered Budderball, sadly.
"YOUR stomach is how it happened, dude" Mudbud reminded his brother that this was practically his fault.
"Pointing paws isn't gonna get us home" Rosebud broke up any chance of a fight happening.
"Sometime's the greatest journey start accidentally but ends with a higher purpose" advised the spirtual Buddha.
"Who are we kidding, we're lost!" cried B-dawg. "Hopelessly, lost, we're never gonna find our way home, we're gonna die out here! I knew I should've abandoned you guys in the ice cream truck, I'm gonna freeze to death!"
"Thanks, dude" said Mudbud sarcastically. Suddenly, up ahead, was some strange vibrations; a strange dynamic of colours bursting through the stars above.
"Looks like you were leading us right Buddha" said Budderball, thinking it was Fernfield.
"Home!" cheered B-dawg. "I knew we would find it! I never lost faith, I knew I wouldn't die out here!" He ran ahead, through the bundle of complex trees and out into the open.
The others followed but skidded to a halt when they saw their brother sitting down, staring at something in front of him.
"B-dawg?" Rosebud called. They sat beside him and looked at what he was staring at. Before them was a large pool of frozen ice, along with several large ice structures up ahead. But in the sky was something they've never seen before in their life- the Northern Lights.
"What is that?" whispered Buddha.
The mixture of colours stood out in the darkness, it's ray of light beaming everywhere, blessing the cold, cruel Alaskan landscape. Suddenly, a wolf howl could be heard, making the Buddies scared.
"It's a wolf" gasped B-dawg.
"Okay let's get out of here!" decided Rosebud. However Mudbud, the mischeous one, was already running along the ice, and slipping. He continued slidding until he skidded into one of the ice structures. His siblings ran towards him.
"Ouch" he groaned. The wolf howl was repeated.
"Wow those lights are beautiful" commented Rosebud, still admiring them.
"Guy's we're still lost and home is nowhere to be seen" Budderball reminded them, sadly. "Not to mention it's f-f-freezing".
"Come on, let's find somewhere to rest for the night, we'll have better luck searching in the morning" said Rosebud.
However, when the Buddies turned to their right, a large, dark figure stood before them.
"It's the wolf!" screamed B-dawg. The Buddies ran in the other direction, as the "wolf" stepped into the reflection of the Northern Lights, on the frozen pool of water, revealing himself to be an Alaskan Malamute. It was the legendary Talon, who had heard the screams of the lost pup's.
Thankfully the upset puppies found a cave to rest in for the night, thinking that the day had been a catastrophe: their parents were worried sick, their kid's were equally as sad, they were lost, alone and cold in an area unknown to them. But soon five pup's turned into six and the puppies soon became famous when they defied expert opinion by becoming the first to win a brutal dog-sled race against grown huskies and adults.

In a big, complex cave high up in the mountains, the ground thudded as a creature lurked in the darkness. It walked deep into the cave. The light up ahead, coming from the hole in the ceiling, revealed it to be a deadly looking red raptor. It had been frozen for over 65 million years. It's hideous, scarred eye turned towards the dog, who had his eyes closed as if he were meditating.
"It seems your predictions aren't as accurate as you thought" growled Razer, his claws scraping the ice. "I suppose I should thank you for leading Blade to free those other raptor's, now I won't be alone".
"You are still driven on by rage; therefore you still have nothing" the wise dog replied.
"Really, and what do you HAVE!?" yelled Razer, flicking his tail so fast that a gust of wind forced Talon to open his eyes. "I thought you gave up training race dogs since your last pupil started an uprising...no you trained another, the one who gave me this scar and the reason I am here. So what's this I hear about you training six puppies in a dog race thing- I only suspect it was your doing there's no way they could have survived in that storm".
"How did you-
"My lunch told me...before he became my lunch...in that I hate him".
"They had a goal to accomplish".
"You taught his son, didn't you?" guessed Razer. "Of course! That's why!"
Talon didnt reply. He knew Shasta met Razer before, but he was small and had forgotten. He also knew Razer's only friend, Claw, was killed by his parents after he tried eating them, and that the raptor hated being stuck in this time. Who had helped him survive? The same thing he had once helped: Dark Blade.
"Oh relax you know I can't venture from this area or everyone will learn of my survival" he grinned evily, showing his sharp teeth.
"You will not harm him Razer" growled Talon.
"I know" admitted the raptor. "I was just thinking about what I might do to him if I do see him; rip his tail off; perhaps share his remains with the others".
"What is it you want?"
"I want a lot of things; more specifically I want a new home, your 'pupils' have attracted new dogs to my old home soon they will find us. So you have three days to get out or bla bla bla you will be eaten; only because you helped Blade I am giving you a chance of escape but if I ever see you here again-
"I will leave but only because I feel sorry for you, Razer" accepted Talon. "I hope one day you find peace".
"Peace" Razer mocked, as Talon prepared to leave. "Peace is just a myth- there is no such thing as 'peace'".