Manny, the herd and other mammals rode on the an island or what it really is, is a sea creäture shell.
"It's so big." Eddie said.
"And long." Crash said. Both looking at the back of the sea creatures neck and head. Four flippers, two on each side moved, making large splashes as it moved on.
"I want to touch it." Eddie said.
Ellie heard. "Don't you even think about it."
Crash and Eddie obeyed their sister.
"Should we name it?" Crash whispered to his brother.
"What did Ellie told us! Don't think about it!" Eddie slapped his brother.
Crash growled, "I asked about it not think about it."
"You have to think about if you're gonna ask about it." Eddie said.
"Since when did you become to smart?"
"Ever since you became so dumb!" Eddie started strangling his brother and Crash did the same too.
"Here we go again." Ellie sighed.
Shira stood next to Diego.
Diego notice something was up with Shira.
"You okay?"
"Yea, why?" Shira asked.
"You look like your worried. Is it about my father?"
"No, not that."
"Then what is?"
" It's just Nothing." Shira said.
"Okay." Diego said. Not complete sure about Shira.
Peaches was standing next to her father.
The brat pack was on the island, and they were giving her cold glares.
Ethan shooked his head as he saw the brat pack glaring at his girlfriend. But there's one mammoth that caught his attention.
A male mammoth, dark brown fur but has light brown fur running along his back and his left tusk was missing. Ethan guess he was in a fight, but what Ethan was concerned about is that the stranger kept looking at Peaches father. And this is the first time he seen the mammoth.
Sid was busy dealing with Granny.
"Sorry! You can't have a bath!" Sid said, pulling his Grandma away from the edge.
"Why not? I need a bath!" Granny said.
"Or drown! Or worst!" Sid replied.
Moonstone watch the two sloths argue.
"Hey, Moonstone."
Moonstone turned his head and saw Fang walking beside him.
"What?"
"Just wanna say thanks for you know 'not doing it' with Shira. Know what I mean?" Fang said.
"Yea." Moonstone replied.
Fang didn't know what to say next. "Um, so hows life doing?"
Moonstone looked at him.
"Um, maybe not the best question."
"Why bother talking to me?" Moonstone asked him.
"Well since we are going to be in Diego's group together, we may well be friends and whatever."
"Not happening." Moonstone said, walking away to the edge and looking down the water. But Fang followed.
"Well, to bad." Smiled Fang.
"You really want a death wish don't ya?" Moonstone said.
"See? We are starting out friendship a-okay." Fang said and patted Moonstone on the back but was to hard and Moonstone fell over and into the water. "Ah! Moonstone!"
Moonstone come above water. "When I came up there. I'm ripping you throat out."
A pack of sabers stayed around a cave deep in the forest.
The leader, a very dark tan male saber, with three scars running down his face.
His pack already took on small area as a territory when they already arrive at the island. His pack prowling around, lurking in the woods.
"Sir." A saber went up to him while he was sitting on his 'special rock'.
"What?" Scar asked.
"Runt is at it again." The saber replied.
"You know what to do."
The saber nodded.
With the Runt...
"Come on. You guys can make it." Said a saber. Dark chocolate-brown fur, white belly and w chest and has a short hair-do on her head that covered her left dark brown eye.
Three little cubs curled on the ground. They were only three weeks, there ribs showed and they weren't strong as the other babies. They were too weak.
Runt found it hard to moved the babies, picking one up in her mouth, other in her paw and one of her head. She may moved slow through the woods by carrying three but she wasn't going to leave any of them behind.
Suddenly, five sabers surround her.
She put the cubs under her, so she stood over them.
"You know the rules." Growled one saber, is fur was pale, covered in dry blood and his eyes were brown. His name was Rif.
"This isn't fair to the young ones." Runt stood up for the cubs.
"It's simple. The strong cubs stay, the weak ones go."
"You can't just kill the weak ones. They were born to have a life!"
"Only the strong ones can have life not weak ones. The strong will protect and fight for the pack. The weak will do nothing for us."
"Well I'm not gonna let you hurt these ones." Runt growled.
The other sabers laughed.
"There was a reason why you were called a runt." Rif smirked. "Kill the cubs."
The saber growled and snarled.
Runt glared at them.
Jaws opened and blood splattered on the ground.
...
"Sir, Runt is here." Rif said, pushing Runt in front of the leader, standing on his 'special rock'. Runt was full of scratches from the fight but she didn't win.
"Yes, I want us to be alone." Scar ordered.
Rif nodded and left.
"You kidnapped the weak ones again, I heard."
He thinks this is a game, sick! Runt thought. "I didn't kidnap them." Runt mumbled.
"Oh, then what were you doing with the cubs?"
Runt didn't answer.
"Answer!"
"I didn't want them to be killed." Runt mumbled.
"It's best for the pack." Scar said. "And you should stop."
"Why did I live then? Everyone knew I was born a weak one, but I still live."
"You may have been the weak one. But yet you try to be strong. You were able to survive things that strong ones couldn't. You had some many deadly fights yet you live. And that you are intereting."
"Whatever." Runt growled.
"I should have you as my mate." Scar smiled.
"Never." Runt replied.
Scar growled and leaped from his rock and pounced on Runt, sending her to the ground with Scar on top. "You'll be my mate."
"Over my dead body." Runt gasped as Scar pushed his paw on her neck.
Scar grabbed her neck and threw her with full strength against a tree.
Runt grunted when her back was in pain. But remained from screaming. "
I deal with you later. Go back to the nest!" Scar said.
This chapter is manly about another pack, the are part of the story too.
R&R