The full moon glittered in the sky, a diamond among the stars. Tree branches shivered as the wind howled its warnings. Animals cleared paths, they all knew what was coming. A storm.
Nothing outside the forest felt anything. They were uncapable of feeling such power. Mere humans were no threat to this pack tonight. They knew nothing, only myths, storys they came up with to scare children.
The pack moved swiftly through the woods. It was there time. The one night each month where animals bowed down to them. They stayed clear, nothing wanted to be stuck in the middle of this pack at such a time. It even seemed as though the trees moved out of the way too, afraid these wolves could tear them down too. The wolves were feared other days too, but tonight they were unstoppable.
These wolves were not just running though the woods, they were on a mission. In the middle of this pack, stood a wolf that was once the most powerful animal to come across these wolves, this forest. Wolves were in awe, something so majestic could not be one of them. Was this animal some gift from there ancestors? Was it sent down from Leena, the sacred goddess herself? No wolf was quite sure.
Tonight though, they were not in awe. Something had hurt this wonderful wolf, and the pack was not settling for anything but a bloody revenge. What could be more powerful then there own leader? This gift? Surely it had to be something the entire pack could take down. Every wolf bristled in anger, but underneath there coats, there were anxious. No one knew what they were getting into. They'd never seen something quite like this before.
It was no scar, or bruise, or blood on their beloved one. It was something they did not understand.
It was something that hurt worse.
Something that would stay with this leader for life.
Something ever wolf was warned to stay away from.