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Hey Guys! I am taking a break from Bloodtusk's Story to focus on another that I have been thinking about for quite some time now! No worries – Bloodtusk will be updated in time, but I am trying to throw some variety into my life, and hopefully yours! I do have one request – please review more often. It touches me a lot when you guys do, and it makes me update faster and find inspiration. I am open to all criticism. Now – I hope you enjoy this new tale!! R&R Nolan5722

The atmosphere came alive as the Yautja ship burned right through it. High pitched alarms and alerts were going off within, but the ship's stealth technology still prevented it from being heard from the outside world.

It should have been a routine mission for Cz'tha, a warrior female. She had a great history of dealing with Bad Bloods. However this time she went in unprepared and paid the ultimate price.

The battle had just ended but the carnage still ensued. She was the only one alive on the ship, save one other; her newborn pup. She had given birth only hours before, and had to hide the young one within a safe place on the ship, to avoid detection.

Her shipmates were slaughtered, her family and clan all dead. She herself was suffering from a fatal plasma blast to the gut, but she would remain alive to finish her last task in life.

The human atmosphere was harsh to the ship, causing it to break apart. She knew that she must detonate herself, along with any evidence of her existence once she finally crashed into the cold unforgiving ground.

The Yautja shuttle shattered in a field upon impact, sending Cz'tha and her newborn flying out in separate directions. Shrapnel entered her already open wound, causing more pain, cutting the time she had left even shorter.

As she tried to stand up she began to panic. She could not find her pup anywhere. She tried scanning the area, but her Bio-Mask could not pick up the faintest trace of life, aside from the native wild life of earth.

Cz'tha began to throw up blood. Her time was short. She had to find her pup soon and give him the crystal she wore around her neck. In time he would know what to do with it, but unless she found him, it would be useless.

Finally Cz'tha gathered up the strength to walk around. She searched frantically among the wreckage to no avail. Her child appeared to be lost to this world. Then she heard something. It was very faint. No human could have heard it, even a Yautja would have a hard time hearing it without a Bio-Mask to enhance their senses.

But this mother new the sound of her own child. She started running out of the field towards the edge of the earthen forest. New life signs began to swarm her mask. Warm blooded heartbeats were popping up everywhere, along with that of her child. She was relieved to hear that her new pup seemed to be laughing almost. She traveled no more than a few hundred feet into the forest before she came across a den.

There was her child, naked and laughing. However he was sitting in the middle of a pack of wolves. The matriarch was licking him clean, hence why he was laughing. His mandibles flared in a trademark Yautja grin, though to any human it would just look angry. His hair was in thousands of long strands, as it had not yet been braided out.

The wolves did not seem to mind her approach. Infact they seemed to welcome it. They knew she meant no harm to them. But they were not about to let the Yautja pup leave so easily, as it had already been accepted into the den.

Knowing her time was short, she wanted to see her child was safe before she went to the great hunt beyond. Cz'tha took the crystal from her neck and put it around her newborn. It was heavy and weighed him down, causing him to fall on his face.

She let out a weak laugh before speaking.

"You have survived a great trial today my son. I will not be with you much longer, and you will have to find your way in this world. One day, when the time is right, you will be able to activate this crystal, and it will show you your true path in life."

And with that, she kissed her son on the forehead and stood up. The wolf pack howled after her small speech, perhaps out of bewilderment, as such a sound had never been uttered around them before.

Before she had time to say her final goodbye however, an arrow came flying through the air and went straight into her art. The trauma was so serious death came instantly to her. Cz'tha was dead.

The wolves and her pup new what had happened. The matriarch looked around, sniffing the air to see their attacker.

"Hold Long Arrow hold! You must not kill what you do not understand!"

"But great chief, this creature came down from the sky and brought great pain to the land. The earth mother is crying this day."

Two Native American's emerged from a small thicket within the forest. They were clad in all leathers, armed with a bow and arrow, and hunting knives.

"I know the pain of the land is great Long Arrow, but we still must respect all life, regardless of what they may or may not have done. Besides look, it appears that you have made an orphan, out of your bloodlust."

Long arrow walked over for a closer inspection. The wolves were used to these people. They belonged to the Mohawk tribe, and had been living in peace with the wolf packs for generations.

"Chief that is not an orphan, for it is not a man."

"Not a man to you or I Long Arrow, but a man to someone else. I love these wolves with all my soul, but they cannot raise this child. Out of respect to our Earth Mother, we must raise this being within our village."

Long Arrow had a look of shock on his face.

"I know you question my judgment son. But remember you are not yet a man. You are 10 cycles old, and have yet to complete the trials to manhood. And until you do so, you must obey me.

Long Arrow shook his head slowly and walked way towards the field

"Son alert the tribe. We must bring out strongest warriors to help pick up this great mess left behind by this beings mother. The land will only heal if all debris is removed. We will bring the wreckage to our camp and have many great long huts built to contain it. Perhaps their carrier will give us some insight to who these people are."

The great Chief walked closer to the wolf den to see the Yautja pup chasing a wolf pup up and around the small ledge. In playful fashion the wolf snarled and nipped at the young alien, as it did back with his mandibles.

The Chief picked up the naked Yautja and looked into his eyes. They were bone white with a yellow iris, not unlike the wolves that were tending to him. The chief smiled.

"I shall call you Running Wolf."