As promised I'm rewriting my old stories so here's howling at the moon. Big thanks to my co-writer and beta, FeistySicilian.
Disclaimer, I don't own twilight!


Long ago, before any written word was given, a pack of wolves lounged deep in the woods near a series of caves. Fur colors ranged from the purest of whites to the deepest of blacks and every natural color between. The largest of the wolves stood near
one of the caves, his long legs carrying him back and forth in a rather quick pace, his deep brown eyes surrounded by grey-black fur, a thick mane around his neck. He was constantly stopping and glancing at the cave after each pained whimper that
sounded from within. A low whine left his lips and he finally sat down, head low as he stared at the entrance, his ears perked up and pointed forward, eyes completely focused. He looked so stressed out until he heard soft yips start to sound from
within.

His large head shot up and after a louder, stronger bark he shot up and ran inside, a wolf's version of a grin forming on his muzzle at the sight of his very first litter of pups, all feeding from his mate. Her pure white fur stood out strongly, almost
glowing in the pale light of day. Nuzzled against her belly, nursing and making soft happy noises, were five young pups. The first was a boy, his fur pitch black. Next to him was one of his brothers, also black but with a grey underbelly. The third
was his only daughter, grey with black paws, making her look like she had on socks. Beside her were her two other brothers, one deep grey and the other pure white with a thin line of black down his neck and spine, grey spots coloring his rump. He
lightly licked the fur of each of his pups, giving them reassurance that he loved them before nuzzling his mate's face and neck, affectionately licking around her muzzle. She yipped at him and after he exited the cave to give a powerful howl, letting
his pack and any in the area how proud he was, he returned to his mate and pups and curled around them all protectively.
As the weeks went on the pups grew strong. The black male was the first to open his eyes, but the white, black and grey pup was the first to not only walk, but run. Both were battling for the largest, and though the deep grey was the runt, his parents
gave him just as much if not more attention than the others. At eight weeks, the youngest found himself slightly bigger than his older brother and life seemed to be going normally, and well.
That is, until a loud, fear filled howl pierced the silent air of a cold night. A full, bright moon hung in the sky, lighting the night for the pack as the Alpha ran from his den, barking for his mate and pups to stay put. Pained howls and frightened
barks filled the silence as the pack tried to defend from five pale faced, red eyes creatures. Their speed was superior to the wolves, their skin painfully shattering any teeth that attempted to pierce it. The blood of the pack began to stain the
ground and the white wolf, still in the den, did her best to hide the pups behind her own body. Her chest vibrated with a low, constant growl. In less than a blink of an eye, two of these pale faced creatures appeared in front of them, making strange
sounds before ripping their mother from the pups and killing her without mercy.
Heartbroken and angry, the pups did the only thing they could. With a bark from the youngest pup, they all made a break for the entrance. He followed behind his siblings, making sure they all made it into the woods. Finally they felt they were safe and
started checking each other for injuries, yelping when a bright light appeared in front of them. The youngest and oldest quickly jumped in front of their siblings, blocking them with their bodies and growling at the intruder. Before them was a tall
woman with long, white hair, deep brown eyes, and pale skin. She smiled kindly and tilted her head. "My children, you have survived."
The pups all stood straight and realized this was their mother in a strange new form. Excited, they ran forward. After she gave them all affection, keeping them close to her, she whispered a few final, soft words to them before touching each of their
foreheads. "A final gift, my pups," she whispered as she vanished. Pain shot through each pup's body before they all collapsed.


thoughts?