A/N: This chapter is written in first-person and every chapter after (except for maybe the last). This is because I write better and more that way. Enjoy!
"Loba! Wake up! Wake up!" A voice said. I slowly opened my eyes trying to shield them from the sun. In front of me I saw my gray-furred little brother bouncing up and down. He is a complete ball of energy.
"Whoa, easy with the energy I just woke up!" I said yawning. He stopped jumping and said: "I'm hungry. Can you teach me to hunt a rat or something? Arcani begged, giving me his best puppy-dog look.
"Sorry, I can't. The pack is going to wake up soon and when that happens we're headed to that giant rock." I told him. He didn't seem happy with my answer but he didn't say anything since our Alphas howled, signaling to the pack that it is time to move. I told Arcani to keep up with the pack. He agreed of course and said: "Hey Loba? Why is your fur white and mine is gray?" he asked curiously. That's a random thing to ask.
"Well, I get it from mom. Dad has black fur so maybe when white and black mix you get gray." I said.
"Oh. What about my eyes?" He asked. Poor pup, he has no idea. Its best he never knows why he has the features he has.
"Um, I don't know. Some animals are just born special." I said with a sigh, "Now go on and play with your cousins." And so he did scampering off to find them in the crowd. Half way to our destination I ran up to my mother, Maiara, the alpha female of my pack.
"Mother, do you think they'll let us stay here? You know we can't trust members of the feline family. What if they attack us and kill us on site?" I asked worried at the possibility of our death.
"Oh nonsense", she responded, "I'm sure these felines are more reasonable and trustworthy than the ones we've met on this jour-"
"Reasonable? Trustworthy? We should not trust them or negotiate with them! We should take their land for ourselves!" My older brother, Soto, interrupted rudely.
He is a black wolf with a large patch of white fur on his chest. The white patch, however, isn't the first thing you'll notice when looking at him for the first time. It's the three long scars on his face that stand out. He has one on each of his eyes. The third in the middle of his face that led to the tip of his nose.
"Look what those lions did to me! They made means this hideous wolf and killed five members of our pack!" He yelled angrily, drawing the attention of the whole pack.
"Soto! Those were Indian lions. I am sure African lions are much more tame. Now quite down." My mother said very irritated with my brother's outburst.
"Tame! You're calling the king of beasts tame?! Puh!" Soto spat bitterly. My mother gave him an angry glare.
"Enough!" My father said. Soto put his ears back knowing he was about to be out in his place.
"Do not disrespect your mother, your Alpha like that. You will behave and obey. Now go and travel at the back of the pack with the Omegas. Now." My father said with authority and anger in his voice. He nipped Soto on his rear making him run to where his father told him to go. He had his tail in between his legs. He was obviously humiliated. We kept moving in silence.
"What are you doing in these lands?" We heard someone say. We looked above us to see a flying red-billed bird. "Come you must speak to the king." We followed him.
"What is your name?" My mother asked.
"My name is Zazu. I am the king's majordomo. Hurry we are almost at Pride Rock." Zazu said. So that's what it's called. Well it's a better name than "giant rock".