"Momma! Momma!" The little wolf yelled throughout the thundering rain. Lightning crackled in the sky, fires starting throughout the forest. This always happened during the times before summer. The little wolf sat on the ground and began howling. Her older brother had escaped with her father, but she had been separated. The little grey wolf was abruptly stopped by the yank at her scruff, her mother running as quickly as she could through the forest. Her long legs carrying them far from the burning forest and into a cave. The little wolf wobbled and shook her head before looking up at the soaking wet one she called Mother. Her fur was white, eyes a gold color like the little wolf's eyes.
"It's ok Feral, I'm here now" She spoke a low murmur, trying to comfort her pup. The little wolf grasped her mother's leg, snuggling her face into her wet yet warm fur. Others soon came into the den, one by one, encircling each other in the warm enclosement.
"I'm sorry...but, we couldn't find the rest of the pups. Only Jackal and Windy made it through" They explained. Feral looked up at her mother, a terrible moan came from her before she threw her head back and let out the saddest howl that could have ever been made.
The young pup soon grew to an older age, the family moving to a more forested area. Living inside a house, she and her family moved into a small village, consisting mostly of wolves. Feral was too young to remember anything back then, the only memories she had was of her newest home.
"Put your coat on Feral, it's still too cold outside to be going outside without one. Its below zero out there."
"Aww when will it be 35 degrees? It should already be that...stupid weather" Feral complained with a frown on her face. She walked out of the kitchen of which her mom was preparing food and doing laundry, going over to the front door and digging around in the closet next to it. The wolf pulled out a purple snow coat, pulling it over her body and zipping it up before running outside into the snowy area. The lands was filled with bare hibernating trees, snow covering the once grassy grounds. Houses lined up in a huge circle. The little wolf spotted a white and black patchy colored wolf pup.
"Jackal!" She called before running over to him. The other wolf pup looked at her with warm blue eyes before a big grin plastered on his face. The two rolled around in the snow, laughing and growling as they play wrestled in the snow.
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Jackal looked up from where they were playing, back towards the houses. "Hey Feral, look at that. There are strange people at our house." He whispered. Feral sat up and peered over to the houses. Looking at each other confusedly, they both got up and began to stealthily move back towards the house, climbing up onto the top of their small cabin, they looked down into the crowd of people and...soldiers.