My story begun as a guardian of She-Wolf. "She is my leader, my master, and most of all, my friend. I would give my life to protect her." I had pledged. Its a shame how true those words came to be.
~TSW~
She-Wolf was on the highest peak in the snow biome, standing tall against the fierce wind and snow, watching as far away, hunters came in the direction of the territory. I watched her from a few paces away, standing guard was my job.
"Mantük you should not be up here. This peak is for wolf royalty only." She-wolf barked, without even looking at me. I stepped out to where she could see me, and shook out the snow from my fur.
"She-wolf, I cannot leave you unguarded. That is against my oath to Notch-" I was interrupted with a sharp growl from the She-Wolf.
"We do not speak of his name here. Our creator has left us alone in cruelty, with nothing but death at every turn." She hissed. "Just look at how he made you. We were meant for dark places, or places with snow. Our fur is white to blend with nature. But look at his work now, Mantük . Look at your fur."
I looked down with shame at my paws, knowing that I wasn't born like the other wolf in our pack. Every other one of us is white, or light grey to blend with snow, and yellow eyes to shine in the darkness like stars. I was born with ginger-red fur, and bright green eyes the color of a frog. Its a wonder I'm still alive, for hunters could see me a day-trek away.
"You're right, She-wolf." I sighed, lowering my head and tail, and began to trot away, leaving both of us in silence.
~TSW~
Steve crouched in a bush, holding an iron sword in one hand, and a satchel of bones and meat across his back. He'd been out all morning hunting for wolves, but hadn't seen a single one since the previous day.
Crunch. The sound of paws in the snow was easy to recognize by an experienced hunter. Steve was on the alert, and kept his eyes peeled on the area where the sound had emerged from. A grey wolf, a female teenager by the looks of it, stalked out of the trees.
Steve slowly crawled out of the bush, hid his sword in its sheath(made of cowhide), and stood in front of the wolf. The little canine tilted her head at Steve, and seemed to grin whenever Steve showed her the bone. She quickly received her treat, and her yellow eyes expanded into pools of black. Steve put a red collar on the wolf, and pulled out an Eye of Ender from his pocket. This was no ordinary Eye of Ender though, it was violet, with swirling ink near the pupil. Steve threw the orb on the ground, and there spawned an Enderman wearing a violet collar. A tame Enderman.
"Merak, take this one and put it with the females. We don't want any more puppies, now do we?" Steve asked. The Enderman called Merak stared at Steve blankly.
"Just put it with the females, alright?" Merak nodded, grabbed the tamed wolf, and teleported away.
~TSW~
Artük stared with wide eyes as the enderman teleported away, frozen in horror. He turned tail and ran as fact as he could in the direction of the pack. The worst had finally arrived. The humans were able to tame Endermen, Notch knows what else they could do. This could be the end of all wolves.
Thank you so much for reading! I've been writing this one for a long time, and it took a while to work off the laziness and finally post this! Just incase anyone was wondering, the suffix Tük means wolf in my own special language. She-wolf is the alpha female, and her born name is Juntük
