The Wolf District.
Hey, I'm CocoaPuff13 and this is my first story so don't be too harsh . This is a Warriors series spinoff with wolves. The names and the pack titles are created by me. The first page is the list of all the wolves in this. There are four packs, like the four clans, named the Pack of Crystal Water, like Riverclan, Pack of Hidden Shadows, like Shadowclan, Pack of Wild Forest, like Thunderclan, and Pack of Flying Wind, like Windclan. The underlined ones are the ones that I will be telling the story of what happens in each pack through the point of view of that wolf. Legacy is my favorite and I'll mostly be focusing on him because the Pack of Crystal Water abuses the Pack of Flying Wind because they are weak. The wolves I will be narrating are Legacy from the Pack of Flying Wind, Bitter from the Pack of Wild Forest, Rapid from the Pack of Crystal Water, and Jumper from the Pack of Hidden Shadows.
Without realizing it, the Pack of Crystal Water is much like Shadowclan from the first book who drove Windclan out, Windclan being the Pack of Flying Wind. Copyright for that idea to Erin Hunter. So without further blabbering by me, Cocoa, I give you, The Wolf District.
Chapter 1
Legacy: Pack of Flying Wind
Legacy nipped at Limp's good leg and sent him furiously running into the rabbit hole. He jerked his head around to see his shelter being torn apart by the Pack of Crystal Water. He checked again to make sure everywolf was in the hole. He heard a squeaking noise as he was about to dive into the disguised pit. It was Holes. She had tripped over a rock and was lifting up her injured paw, moving as fast as she could, towards Legacy. He heard a loud shriek in the distance, Screech, who emitted the Pack of Crystal Water's battle cry. Legacy couldn't help but hear the Terrible Two, Terror and Scream, ripping through the Elder Home. Legacy pushed his already aching paws to assist Holes the best he could.
"You should leave me," she muttered. "I'm a waste of wolf."
"Nonsense," he stated, shoving her along with his snout. It was only a matter of time before one Crystal Water wolf spotted them and came bounding over to destroy them.
Good Pure Moon, how much farther away is the hole? Legacy wondered. He was too much of in a hurry to risk precious moments to look. Holes must have felt his anxiety.
"Almost there Legacy," she huffed. He felt the ground sloping into the hole that would lead them both to safety. He nudged Hole in, who stumbled but landed lightly on her paws. He jumped in short after. He counted heads quickly and found everywolf was still alive.
The howls of the Pack of Crystal Water tore through the night. The only pup that the Pack of Flying Wind owned, Loner, trembled in the corner, no mother to lean against or comfort. Legacy, always having a soft spot for Loner, padded over to brush comfortingly against Loner's small trembling body. He gazed up at Legacy before burrowing into Legacy's dark brown fur.
"What do you think they're destroying now?" Loner asked in a small voice.
"I don't know, Loner. I don't know," Legacy said after a while, hating to admit to the pup that he didn't know something, and that in itself, that Legacy didn't know something, would hurt the heart of any wolf.
"What do we do?" Dimension wailed. "We're trapped down here with no supplies and the Terrible Two above us!"
"We're going to die like Soar!" Starch exclaimed. Swiftbreeze, the Alpha, sat by and stared into the walls of the cavern. It was up to Dealt to comfort the frantic pack. Legacy's eyes searched the cave, finding and discovering corners and passageways. He had a feeling they wouldn't be able to escape the cavern for quite a while.
"I miss Soar," Loner mumbled. Soar had been Beta before Dealt replaced him. Soar knew exactly how to calm and fix the shelter after the attacks. Only he had been killed defending Dealt from Pelican from the Pack of Crystal Water.
When will this end?
Bitter: Pack of Wild Forest
The vole snuffled around the roots, trying to find food. The sunlight streamed in through the trees, filtering just enough daylight to see.
Gotcha, Bitter thought, readying her legs to leap off and kill it. This would be the first prey she had caught in months. Just as she was about to leap, somewolf came crashing through the bushes. Nugget, the bird-brained apprentice raced for the vole, who had heard and took off into its burrow.
"Rats!" he snapped, sitting by the burrow.
"Hey, bird-brain!" Bitter called. Nugget looked. "That was my vole!"
"It was?" Nugget asked. "I'm sorry I didn't see you."
"That's the point! If you can't see me, the vole can't see me! That's one less piece of prey for the pups," Bitter snapped.
"I'm sorry," Nugget whimpered. Bitter was prepared to chew out the apprentice when she saw how scared he was. How many apprentices are afraid of her?
"Always more prey out here, right?" she mumbled. Nugget brightened a little bit.
"Yeah! I'll go find more! I'll catch a badger for the pack!" he exclaimed running away.
"I probably should've mentioned his stalking technique," Bitter muttered. Without anything to bring back to the shelter, Bitter refused to go back home.
I'll catch something! She trotted off towards the end of the border and spotted a fluffy squirrel attempting to open an acorn. She lunged out and caught the squirrel's tail. Bitter quickly killed it with one paw. As she lifted up the prey, she heard a distant howl in the direction of the Pack of Flying Wind.
"Looks like many more will be added to the ranks of the Pack of Pure Moon," she announced to the dead squirrel and herself. This always happened in the District. Flying Wind wolves were the weakest, what with Swiftbreeze not doing anything. Oakleaf, the Pack of Wild Forest's Alpha, was decrepid and in no state to lead, but he refused to give up the position to Pine, the more fit wolf for Alpha. Oakleaf had been too possessive in the beginning. Bitter trotted back to shelter and wolves were bringing their prey to Oakleaf so she could direct each wolf to bring their prey to a specific wolf. Oakleaf glanced at Bitter's squirrel.
"The pawns," she said dismissively. Anger and frustration shocked through Bitter's red pelt. Was my catch to meager for you, Oakleaf? Did I not live up to your expectations? Bitter stomped to the pawns' hut and dropped the squirrel at Rue's paws. Then, she left in a huff. Bitter could hear the wolves whispering about her, they knew she was in a bad mood and it was best not to bother her at the moment. All she wanted to do was become leader and make everyone dump their kills in meager places, make them feel lower than the low. She sat on her haunches at the entrance of the Pack of Wild Forest's shelter. Paws crunched on leaves behind her.
"Bitter," Sunspot's voice said. The reasonable one. The only one who could handle Bitter in situations like this. "What happened?"
"Oakleaf rejected my squirrel. Again," Bitter growled. Sunspot sat next to her, yellow eyes trained on a flitting butterfly.
"She's not fit for leadership," he murmured.
"Everywolf knows that!" Bitter spat.
"Not fit for judging things. It should be… Pine in the position," he said. Bitter noted the pause before Pine's name. Perhaps he had given up on his mate, Clove. Then she realized that Sunspot was in the runnings for Beta until Pine showed the pack her leaderly skills. Bitter sighed.
"Fine, I won't bite anyone's head off. Just yet." Sunspot chuckled and disappeared back into the shelter. Bitter followed soon after.
Rapid: Pack of Crystal Water
He stalked through what was formerly the Pack of Flying Wind's healing den. Leaves and other useful remedies remained scattered along the grassy floor. Scream howled in excitement, speeding after a rabbit or another wolf from the Pack of Flying Wind. This is ridiculous. I hate war, he grumbled to himself before stepping out into the moonlight, letting it shine on his light brown pelt. It wasn't long before Fishleap made the move to head back to the shelter. Rapid made no rush to get back as the others did. Pelican danced across the border with a dead rabbit in her slashing jaws. While the other wolves celebrated by taking a swim in the river, scaring off the fish, Rapid lay beside Waterfall, his mate.
"Eventful day, Waterfall," Rapid said.
"Of course. Ripping through helpless wolves' shelter is wonderous."
"Don't put it like that."
"What else would I put it as?" Waterfall snapped, struggling to her paws.
"Waterfall…"
"We're murderers! Cold badger-hearted wolves! No wolf dares cross the border to see us in fear of having their life cut short! No wolf talks with us at Meetings! Because they wish not to die! I can't live with myself knowing I've killed many!" Seeing that the topic upset her, Rapid attempted to change the subject.
"Maybe we should go for a dive," he suggested.
"Why would we swim with them?" she demanded, her fury sparking in her voice. "They are doing a victory swim, not us!"
"If we don't swim with them, we'll die!" Rapid snapped, his green eyes blazing at his mate's stubbornness.
"I'd rather die than join them!" she snapped. Waterfall was not her usual self.
"I don't want you to die!" he snarled. "I need you because you're the only one who understands it's wrong besides myself!"
"Then you should get some new recruits," with that, Waterfall turned and stomped to her hut. Rapid growled through his teeth. He leaped in the river, emitting cheers from the other wolves.
"Where's Waterfall?" Tern laughed.
"She didn't feel too good," he lied. Everywolf laughed.
"She felt tired from beating up those miserable excuses of wolves? Interesting because the only thing I remember her beating up was a rabbit!" Desp exclaimed. The wolves howled in laughter. Anger filled up Rapid's chest.
"She's not a wimp!" he snarled, splashing through the water and headbutting Desp in her neck. Wolves howled in anticipation of a fight. Desp leaped at Rapid, sending him tumbling onto shore.
"Is that all you got?" Rapid growled, getting to his paws. Desp lunged again. Rapid slid underneath her and jumped at her before Desp could react. Pinning Desp on her shoulder blades, Rapid remained on top. The wolves fell silent, acknowledging that Desp had never been defeated. He stepped off of Desp's back and began to walk away, knowing that Desp would lunge again. He heard her pawsteps racing up behind him and at the right time, he kicked his two back paws out and felt the satisfaction of catching her throat. Not looking back, he trotted into the hut where Waterfall sat, her light blue eyes glittering.
"I saw the fight," she said, sounding angry with him.
"I was protecting you," he said apologetically.
"I can protect myself, Rapid."
"You weren't there to, so I had to."
"If you picks fights with everywolf who rubs your pelt the wrong way, you'll end up like them." Upset about being compared to them, Rapid lashed back.
"I don't kill to win fights! If you're so angry about what they do, say something to Fishleap! After all, you want to die so what's the fuss about me?" Waterfall widened her eyes.
"You want me to die?" she whispered.
"No! Of course not! You want to die, yourself! If it were up to me, you would've swam with me and still be perfectly normal."
"I'd rather not swim with killers," she said coldly.
"I was in there! You would have been fine!"
"But you're a killer too, Rapid. Unless you forgot the names of those you killed." She curled up on her pad and closed her eyes, leaving Rapid alone in the hut, but also alone in his world.
Jumper: Pack of Hidden Shadows
Lark snarled at Seeth for being such a short-brained wolf. Seeth was prepared for any sort of spitting insult. He shot round after round at his mentor before she cuffed him over the ear. Seeth lunged and bit Lark's leg. She howled in pain and she began the battle. Jumper hopped in, kicking Seeth back a few feet and shoving Lark back as well.
"Break it up," he said quietly, his ears twitching in anxiety.
"He called me a fox-face!" Lark hissed at her apprentice.
"She called me a short-brained wolf!" he protested.
"Cool it," Catastrophe interrupted, raking his long claws through the earth.
"Apologize," Jumper instructed.
"But…" Lark began.
"No! Just apologize, Lark," Catastrophe stated firmly. Lark gritted her teeth.
"I'm sorry I called you a short-brained wolf," she said grudgingly.
"And I'm sorry for calling you fox-face," Seeth grumbled.
"Off you go," Catastrophe nipped at Seeth's paws, sending him off to late assembly for apprentices.
"Thanks for the help," Jumper told his friend.
"No problem. Always happy to help when Seeth and Lark go off like that. I don't believe Silvest was thinking correctly when he applied them together like that."
"Good thing she doesn't have a mate," Jumper added, blinking his brown eyes.
"Hey, don't look now, but Speak is headed our way. Remain calm," Catastrophe joked. Jumper sighed, everywolf always thought that Speak and himself were mates.
"Hello Catastrophe. Usual self today, I see."
"Yes. Oh look there's Visible, goodbye for now," he said, escaping to his mate.
"Did you hear what Toad was doing?"
"What now?" Jumper asked. Toad was the arrogant Beta who had convinced Silvest to let him become Beta and future leader instead of Speak.
"He was telling this story about how he killed a wolf of the Pack of Crystal Water, and how I tried to stop him. He's turning the pups against me! How am I supposed to run for Beta in a few seasons?"
"No one quite listens to pups, they speak of fantasy and other nonsense," he explained, which seemed to relax Speak.
"I should probably go and see if the elders are on my side." Speak trotted off to see the elders. Jumper went out into the forest to hunt, where he could be alone and not be a part from the madness in the Pack of Hidden Shadows.
I hope you liked it. Please review and tell me if I should do a whole new chapter of this story. It took an extra long time to type and I don't when I should update again.
-Cocoa