Wolf Titans
By: Cali-Kateri
A/R this is were the real plot of the story begins; it is where they get closer to becoming human again. Isn't Hunter cute? He goes on his first hunt and lives up his name. I dedicate this chapter to Kueen Lasagna, GamerGirlGG, and Cap'n Short.
November 29, 2005-
Today I had to stay home while everyone went out hunting because Hunter was too young.
"Mama," Hunter said. "Where are they going?"
"They are going to get us food." I answered patiently.
"Why?" he asked.
"Because we need food to live." I yawned.
It surprised everyone that Hunter didn't remember his old life or Berry or his starving or even his brothers and sisters.
I lay my head on my paws and before you knew it my eyes drooped and I was asleep.
When I woke up I looked around and felt there was something missing. HUNTER!
My head spun this way and that looking for my son, but he was nowhere to be found. I lifted my body, put my nose to the ground, and started following his scent out of the den around the pond and onto the forest.
Just about a mile into the woods I heard a small howling. I recognized Hunter's "helpless pup" howl. I curled my lips into a tight O and told him where I was and told my friends to help find Hunter.
He was moving. My son's howls were getting closer. I started running as fast as I could toward them.
A gunshot rang through the air of this quiet forest like a metal pole on the cement in a mime home. I suddenly ran faster than I thought I ever could to save Hunter.
I finally raced into the clearing where he was and snatched him up just an instant before a bullet pierced the ground where he was standing.
"Mama," He cried. "I'm so glad to see you. Those things keep making scary sounds." I saw he was referring to the humans.
I collided into another human and two more stepped out from behind him. I put Hunter behind my legs, though I never took my eyes off the men.
The man raised a rifle and pointed it at me. He took a shot and missed. Just as the birds flew away a flash of tan flew at the man! Wind Caller pulled the rifle away from the ugly poacher.
I pushed Hunter into the bushes and warned him not to come out, and then I joined the fight as well. Attacking one man then going after another over and over.
Finally the battle with the poachers was over, Hunter came out of the bush were I had hidden him and started licking my wounds.
"I'm sorry Mama," He said. "I just wanted to help with the hunt. You seemed to be so proud of them for bringing us food; I wanted you to be proud of me, too."
I sighed, "Its okay, honey. At least we're all safe, now let's go home."
Wind Caller looked at us, "Next time we go hunting, you two are going to be okay, aren't you?" He asked.
"Yes," I said. "A. I am a mature wolf with sharp teeth and claws. 2. I have human intelligence and D. Hunter knows not to run off now."
He sniffed and started loping in the direction of the den.
When we got home everyone swarmed us asking if we were okay and such forth.
"We're okay, we're okay! We're just a little shaken up!" Were our answers, Hunter scrunched up his little body and shook in his skin.
November 30, 2005-
As I lay down in the clearing next to our den, flipping my tail back and forth for Hunter to pounce on Lichen stood up.
"It's time." He said, they were going on another hunt.
But today was different. Today, as they disappeared into the forest Star Gentian turned around and said, "You, too, come on. Lichen smells a doe. A doe will be nice and easy for Hunter's first hunt."
I just stood there, mouth agape. Hunter's first hunt, it was time for him to live up to his name.
We walked through the forest nice and slow so that our pup could keep up, though he stayed at a respectful distance.
Lichen led us across a pasture, stream, and field. Finally we reached the meadow where the doe was resting. Except where a doe was supposed to be resting there stood a full grown moose.
A moose! Hunter couldn't help take down a moose! Lichen must've mistaken the scents from a doe for a moose.
I growled, "A moose, a MOOSE how could you get doe from moose?"
"I don't know," he answered. "But it's food. Now let's go, move out!"
The moose must've sensed our presence because he leapt up and ran the opposite direction.
Ice was the first to pursue him, followed by Lichen, Star, Wind Caller, Amery, Me, and finally Hunter.
We chased him down. Ice jumped on his back, Amery hung on his side and little Hunter jumped onto his leg.
I ran at the giant's side and got as close to the gullet as I could before lunging at it, catching it and holding on.
The mighty beast stopped abruptly and I got thrown off course.
Amery collided into the great beast's ribcage and knocked him down. She scrambled to Ice's side and the next thing I knew Hunter was on the moose's throat ripping at it and tearing at it. Even Wind Caller had to look away.
The moose was actually pretty good, not to mention I had a sick feeling in my stomach all the way through the meal. I hardly could eat a thing as I thought how my dear little Hunter lived up to his name.
December 1, 2005-
Its finally December, we had our first snow of the year and it's nearly a foot deep!
We heard shooting early in the morning and it lasted almost an hour. We had a break for forty-five minutes before the shooting started up again.
After it was quiet for two more hours we decided it was safe to go hunting. On our way we saw dead squirrels, rabbits, and foxes. All were killed by bullets.
After dragging them all home Star asked, "I wonder what happened to these guys."
"I don't know Star, I truly don't know." Lichen answered.
Later-
The shooting has started up again. I wonder what is going on in the woodland. Everything is so quiet, and cannon fire has joined the sound of rifles and automatic machine guns.
Hunter and I went to go see what it was. We saw a big, dusty meadow with the American flag on one side and on another side a flag I did not recognize.
"The humans are fighting." Hunter told me. "I don't think that they've done this before, have they Mama?"
"No, dear, they haven't. Not while I've been alive." I answered morosely.
My greatest fears have been confirmed. There is a war in Minnesota.
December 2, 2005-
We woke up every hour or so to the sound of gunfire. The cannons were roaring louder and firing more often than usual.
Hunter nudged my belly, "Mama, what is that louder sound, the one that fires less often?"
"Those are cannons. Each time a cannon shell fires a life ends, one of the great tragedies in life is war. It is a terrible thing, absolutely terrible!" I responded, my heart sinking with every word.
Everyone rised to meet the early morning. We slunk into the forest and dragged all the dead animals back to the den. Then, when we decided that the war's death toll wasn't enough, we killed a couple of hares.
After breakfast we crossed our border into Amery's region of the terrain. Lichen and Ice started setting up some little area in the old den.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
Ice looked at me and grinned, "We're setting up a safety zone, just in case the war gets too close to our den." He replied.
I started chewing on a moose's thigh bone. Unexpectedly it was gone and I saw a fuzzy, brown pup making off with it. I let Hunter have the bone. Then he started dragging it all over the place, showing off his prize. That silly pup just makes me laugh!
We arrived back home shortly and ate lunch. Star Gentian walked up to me and said, "This war is getting closer. Amery looked into someone's window the other day when they were watching the news and it said that this it is going south. It is coming to us, Lichen told me we would probably have to move north. You know, as not to get involved, or worse, killed. We're going out tomorrow, get ready for some excitement." And she walked away.
Tomorrow, the word echoed through my head like death. Why did this war have to start, Saint Ann? O jej! Please, why did this have to happen to me!
Silence
December 3, 2005-
Lichen told the rest of the pack that we were moving north now. Everyone was staring, Amery nearly fainted. She had never been away from northern Minnesota before. Going north meant going to Canada or even Alaska if the war was that large.
As we ran north the shooting stopped and the cannons ceased fire. We took this as our ticket out of here and started going around the battlefield.
We traveled for almost a mile and I am too tired to say anymore.
Silence
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A/R I now have a partner in writing. She is my cousin and she just came down from the mountains and is a wonderful writer. She won't be helping on this story but we will be working together on this story's sequel. Her name is Kahli-Amber so look for her stories around