The forest was full of the sounds of life. Rabbits were snuffling around in their warrens, and somewhere a doe was nuzzling her fawn into a safe place while she went out to forage.
A red and blue wolf, abnormal coloring for a wolf, jumped into the clearing and started the doe and fawn. He cast them a sad glance, having not meant to disturb them, and he looked back as other wolves with semi-unusual coloring trailed him.
He nosed the youngest forward. "We rest here for the night."
The wolves collapsed as one body, which made their Alpha smile in amusement. The only female licked at her tender paws, flicking her tail irritably while a yellow and black male licked at her ears fondly.
The oldest of them, their Healer, sniffed the air and curled his tail over his back. The Alpha snapped at it, suddenly offended. The oldest male dropped to his back and exposed his belly.
The Alpha jumped back, confused and worried that he had hurt his oldest friend.
They were interrupted by a low grunt from a green colored male.
"Is there an Energon deposit around here?"
The Alpha dipped his head in a nod. "Of course. I have brought us here for exactly that reason." He pointed his nose in the direction of the deposit the male was talking about. "Take Bumblebee with you."
The yellow and black male reluctantly left his mate to pad after the larger male.
The blue female lifted her head at the loss of her mate. "Why are we even like this, Optimus?"
The Alpha laid down in front of her and he smoothed the fur between her ears. "I would not have asked this of you if there was not a reason. This is for your safety, my dear one."
The female scoffed and she rolled away from him. "I hate this."
He stood and laughed softly. "It has only been an afternoon, and nearly an evening. You will see it is not that bad. We just have to keep moving."
She shivered and wrapped her tail around her body. "I've heard that before."
Optimus chuckled and he licked her head again before he trotted over to Ratchet, his oldest friend and Healer. "How is the young one?"
The male looked up from washing Smokescreen's wounds. "Weak, wounded, but he should recover eventually. If only we could carry him as our Cybertronian selves. Carrying him by his scruff is exhausting, uncomfortable, and it is making him sore."
Optimus nuzzled the little pup. He had not known how young Smokescreen was before the change, but now that he was a wolf, he understood that Smokescreen was the smallest, and he was deeply in need of care.
Smokescreen was underweight.
"He will be fine under your servos…ah, paws. Glossa? No, no, tongue…"
Ratchet laughed as he nodded, nosing the sparkling into the small moss-nest he had constructed earlier. "Just give it a couple days, Optimus. You'll get the hang of your wolf self."
Optimus smiled and he nibbled his mate's ear, looking over when Bulkhead and Bumblebee bounded into the clearing, each holding blue crystals in their mouths. They set it down in a pile and they wagged their tails happily.
While the Auto-wolves settled down to eat their Energon, they were unaware of the red optics watching them closely.
While they had made the change from Cybertronian to wolf for safety, the Decepticons had also made such a change to hunt their oldest (and only) enemy.
The one that was watching them, Starscream, was grinning in amusement. Mates were springing up in their ranks (Optimus and Ratchet, Bumblebee and Arcee, Bulkhead and Wheeljack, Ultra Magnus and Smokescreen). He was eager to tell Megatron, his lord and master, that all they would have to do is to take one of the wolves away and get to the others.
But in the end, who would they chose to kidnap?
Smokescreen? That would get Ultra Magnus to react in a frenzy.
Ratchet? Optimus would skin them alive.
Bumblebee? Arcee would go insane and go on a killer rampage.
Wheeljack? Bulkhead would possibly sit on them all at once to get his mate back.
Starscream was suddenly nervous as he bounded back to the Decepticon camp, which was only a two miles away. He relayed his thoughts to Megatron and he watched his leader nod quietly as he resumed his pacing.
He then voiced his plan to the other Decepticons, and it was agreed that it was hard to choose who they wanted to kidnap.
It was possible that they would lose several of their wolves in the process, but they would also kill all of the Autobots in the process.
Megatron sat down in the middle of the camp, scowling as he glared down at his paws.
Then he lifted his head, rose up to all four paws, and he smirked around at the Decepticons.
The choice was made.
They started to head out to kidnap the wolf.
Author's Note:
So, I'm undecided on who I want kidnapped. Who do you think it should be?
Also, hope you like this. I will hopefully be turning this into a series of trials and such, but I need your feedback!
Is this worthy of continuation?
I hope it is. I'm excited to continue writing this. I love Transformers, and I love wolves.
The perfect mix, haha!