Wulfie-Chan: Welcome to my newest story! I've had a bunch of different stories roaming around in my head and this is one of the ones I've really liked.
Butch: You're starting a new story already? .-.
Brick: Y'know you are a very unprepared and disorganized person. I do not think new stories would be a consideration for you at this moment.
Boomer: -3-'' Stop sounding so professional and fancy Brick.
Wulfie-Chan: Can you guys just do the disclaimer for me? Or are you just gunna keep criticizing me?
Butch: I prefer the latter- *BONK!*
Boomer&Brick: *sweatdrops* She doesn't own any characters; they belong to Craig McCracken. She only owns the story line's plot.
Butch: Review! ;n;
ALSO, I got a poll up on my profile, I'd really appreciate it if you would go vote!
PROLOGUE
"C'mon, kids! We have to get back to camp, it's getting late!"
Loud moans and groans erupted from within a playground. Kids of all ages ran forward and into their parents' arms.
When all was silent and the playground was filled with darkness, giggles came from within a tunnel and three small children slid down the slide.
The first girl who slid down was a ravenette, her hair short and choppy. She had a wide smile as she slid down, her bright green eyes twinkling like stars. She wore a short green dress with black shorts, a headband holding her bangs back.
The second girl who slid down was a ginger, her hair long and silky. She wore her hair up in a ponytail with a bow tied on sloppily. Her eyes sparkled with a pink glow in the night, her pink dress was as long as her hair, stopping just below her knees.
The last girl who slid down was a bit hesitant at first, but giggled the whole way down after. Her hair was held in two small pigtails aside of her head, two ribbons clumsily tied on each of her blonde pigtails. The blue of her eyes glowed in the dark as the moonlight shined on her, her blue dress and sleeves whipping against her. All three girls had a black stripe across their dresses.
"Hurry! We gotta get back, too!" The ginger said as they all clasped hands, running swiftly through the woods. The raven looked back to see if anyone was there before the blonde grabbed a brush of leaves, pulling them aside.
Before long, they came across a rock with moss and vines hanging down. Once again, the raven looked back before the blonde pulled the vines aside—
"Wait! Hear something..." The raven said and the blonde let go, the vines swinging back.
The ravenette leaned down to the ground, her palm touching the surface. Her head shot to the right, "Danger! Something in danger!" she cried quietly.
The blonde's brows knit together with worry, "We have to go! We help!"
The two girls looked toward the ginger in expectancy. A loud howl and then a whine of pain got her eyes to widen. "Let's go!" she yelled as the raven sped off, leading the way.
When the girls came across a clearing, they all gasped, the blonde looking away with tears while the ginger looked on with shock, tears streaming down her face.
The raven looked on at the sight differently. With anger.
The sight in front of the three small girls was horrific for them—two adult wolves lay on the ground, one female and the other male, both unconscious and surrounded in their own blood, tainting their coats.
Three large wolves growled and snarled above them, their teeth splattered with a gooey red substance.
The raven's eyes suddenly glowed, as did with the blonde who now stood next to the raven. Pure hatred crossed both their expressions. The ginger stood back and away from the two girls, off to the side.
The three wolves looked at the two small girls with a frightened expression, suddenly putting their heads down low with their tails tucked between their legs as they backed away slowly. They knew who the girls were, and were afraid.
The raven's hands shot down to the ground, her hands plunging into the earth. The dirt around her hands glowed green as plants and vines grabbed hold of the wolves' paws, pulling them down roughly.
The blonde sauntered over to the wolves, tears still tracking down her cheeks. She lifted both of her hands which now glowed a bright blue. Her left hand's thumb pressed down hard on the wolf's head right between the eyes as her right hand's thumb pushed into its heart. The wolf began shaking and its eyes glowed the same blue as the blonde's. She drew back and the wolf's eyes slid closed. She did the same thing to the two others, and after a few minutes all three wolves were fainted and unconscious on the ground, now unable to recollect anything at all of what happened.
The ginger ran to the other girls, hugging them tightly.
They all walked over to the two dying animals. The ginger kneeled down and kissed their foreheads, their breaths stopping as they were relieved of the pain. The raven's hands were inside the earth again and suddenly the ground beneath the wolves dropped, bringing them below the surface. She twisted her hands and dirt fell on top of them.
The blonde pulled out one of her ribbons and grabbed a stick, tying it on before digging it into the ground above the wolves.
Just before they left, small whines cut through the air sharply.
The three girls' eyes widened as they followed the sound to a hollow log. The blonde girl gasped and reached her hand inside, pulling out a reddish-brown wolf pup. She handed it off to the ginger before reaching inside again, this time drawing out a midnight black wolf, handing that one to the raven.
The blonde tilted her head and looked back inside of the log. One more baby wolf sat inside, cowering with fear and inching back farther. "I won't hurt you. I promise!" she said soothingly, her eyes glowing briefly for a second. The wolf suddenly opened its eyes to look at her—and she instantly fell in love. The pup's eyes were a deep royal blue, its fur coat looked to be golden, but for the fact it was matted and dirty. She reached her hand out again and it closed its eyes shut, but didn't back away. Softly, she petted the wolf's head and it opened its eyes again, this time nuzzling into her hand. She drew it out of the log and held it close to her.
She looked to the other girls and they all nodded.
"Can we take care of them?" The blonde asked.
"Parents were... They try hiding them so they no get hurt." The raven said as she looked down at the wolf in her arms.
The ginger nodded as she looked down at the pups lovingly, "It be hard, though. Now we have t' take care of us and them...but we have t' try."
As the three girls ran through the night to their home, the wolves all looked up at them, their hearts already warming up to the young girls.
11 Years Later...
"Brick!"
"Boomer!"
"Butch!"
Three teenagers roamed around their home, searching for three special beings in the flower meadow. "Where are you guys?"
Triplet wolves were hidden in a small hole under the castle manor. The blue-eyed wolf looked out at the blonde girl who searched for him.
"Bubbles! C'mon, we're going to be late! The other kingdom will be here shortly!" the raven yelled as she pulled on the blonde's arm.
"Let me go, Buttercup! BOOMER!?"
The ginger appeared and put her hand on Bubbles' shoulder, "We have to go, Bubbles. We can search later, I promise we'll find them! They're probably out playing somewhere, it's all fine!" she said as she rubbed the blonde's back, though you could hear the uncertainty in her voice.
"But, Blossom... What if we don't ever find them?" she asked, a few tears running down her cheeks.
The blue-eyed wolf took a step forward when she began to cry, reluctantly stepping back as his brothers watched silently beside him.
"They'll come back, we know this. Wherever they are, they'll always come back to us." Blossom grabbed Bubbles' shoulder and brought her to her feet. Buttercup grabbed her hand softly and began leading her away from the meadow.
Before they entered through the doors, Bubbles stopped on her heel, grabbing something from the two girls and ran into the center of the meadow. She kneeled and set something down before running back and going inside the castle manor.
The three wolves stepped out from their hiding, running into the meadow before stopping at the center. A blue ribbon, a small red pouch with string and a green chain sat on the ground in front of them.
The red-eyed wolf stepped forward, sniffing the items. He turned to his brothers and nodded. The three wolves gathered up the items in their mouths, and they looked back as a tear each brimmed their eyes. They all looked down sadly as they ran off into the forest together.
Blossom: You're actually making a story with just the regular us!
Bubbles: Oh, goodie! ^U^
Wulfie-Chan: ...you guys don't have your superpowers, though... *sweatdrops*
Buttercup: So? We might not in the story, but here we do~ *smirking evilly*
Wulfie-Chan: O^O
Blossom&Bubbles: R&R EVERYONE! It'll save lives!
Wulfie-Chan: LIKE MINE! ;O;
Buttercup: Mwuehehee...