I heard the screams as wolves ran in terror. I yelped and scrambled to the back of my families cave for fear of getting hurt. "Where was mama, and papa at1", I howled and closed my eyes, maybe it was all a dream. I shut them even tighter when howls of pain and the coppery scent of blood filled the cave. I was too scared to venture out into the massacre, the Western Pack, his pack was being attacked.

I heard someone come into the entrance of the cave, and I felt my breathe suspend. I opened my eyes and saw a big outline of a alpha wolf walking into the caves slowly. 'He has to see me by now!' I thought when I saw who it was I gave a big sigh of relief. It was Winston, basically my uncle, I got up and yipped in excitement maybe he was here to play? But something was off as he got closer, I realized he was covered in blood and I yelped and ran back into my corner and curled up.

"Humphrey...please don't be frightened. You have to follow me." I heard the thunder of the alpha leaders voice boom in the cave. Winston walked forward and I just cringed more into a tight ball of fur. "Humphrey." He coughed, "Please if you won't come with me I will take you." He said in a mumbled to not gather attention from the fighting outside. I had no intention of listening and continued to stay where I was.

Winston walked slowly and picked me up by the scruff and I tried to wiggle free but to no avail. Winston walked towards the entrance and before he left he starting running very vast. But I kept my eyes closed, the smell of blood and the sound of fighting filling my ears. The wind against my nose made me open and we nears the edge of the valley when I heard a howl close by and saw two wolves appear. A lighter brown one, and a dark grey with white speckles. Winston looked at both and at the valley edge and set me down by the edge. "Humphrey, you have to stay where you are and I will find you by tomorrow morning I promise." Winston mumbled and pushed the little pup into the valley.

I tumbled and tumbled until I reached the bottom and lay rested in a bush with cuts and scrapes covering my soft fur. I could hear the sounds of growling, fighting, and pain as I drifted off into the black abyss of my slumber. Tired from the events and the environment and seemingly disconnected from all of the events happening above.

Next Morning

I woke to the scent of wolves nearby, and the sound of rustling in the bushes. It was a little before midday and I opened my maw with a yawn. I sat up looking around for the wolves I sensed, before the sudden realization hit me of what happened the night before. I don't know why I felt so compelled to, but I just started howling in despair. Where was Mama and Papa, I missed them and uncle Winston and where was my friend Kate. She always managed to keep me level headed, always so adventurous.

The howling drew some attention as I saw two wolves that were very close friends with my parents, Gnaw and Skip. I knew them a lot they watched over me when Mama and Papa were out with Winston on missions. Skip saw me first and ran forward to my cried of help, "Oh my, Gnaw it's Humphrey! We found him!" He yipped and picked me up from the bushes. I noticed he had several rather fresh cuts and scrapes but nothing too serious on him.

Gnaw sighed in relief, "Another one found safely, I was worried that more of the pups would have been killed or scattered farther than this." Skip nodded in agreement and starting walking, but I my legs were really cramped from the bush, "I can walk on my own!" I growled and shook myself free and took the lead. Even though I had no idea where I was going but I was in charge now! My sudden self happiness of a cub was expected even after what had just occurred. But I heard some whispering from Skip and Gnaw from behind me.

"What are we gonna do? His parents are gone. He'll have to be a omega?" Gnaw hissed. "But he can't be, he's the only cub of they had." Skip argued. The talk of my parents made my ears perk as I turned around with a tilted head, "Hey where are Mama and Papa at?" I asked questioningly to them. I saw Gnaw look away and Skip swallow rather hard, "It really isn't my place to tell you kid." He said solemnly and we continued on our short journey back up the valley to our pack's camp.