Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.

The night was eerily silent. An owl hooted anxiously in the trees. A rabbit coward in its burrow. A mother squirrel anxiously herded her babies in their nest.

Then all hell broke loose.

The Glee Club was scared awake by the sounds of a pups cry, quickly followed by a loud roar.

Mr. Shuster jumped up and quickly counted his kids. He was relieved they were all here but something was horribly wrong.

Panic was ensuing out side of the cave. He heard anxious barks and then over everything, Dakota's scream of, "My pups! It's after the children!"

Mr. Shuster poked his head out to see what was wrong. He nearly vomited at what he saw in front of him.

Lying in a tangled heap was a little grey wolf pup. Blood surrounded its body and its eyes were glazed over. The tongue was lolled out the side of its mouth. It had been murdered.

Mr. Shuster looked for Dakota. He finally spotted the wolf cornering a black bear with other males in the pack.

Dakota was clearly a skilled fighter. His hackles were raised and his teeth were bared. The bear already had numerous injuries.

Blood slowly trickled down its shoulders as it roared in anger. It spit something onto the ground and Will realized Dakota wasn't unscathed. Part of his ear had been torn clear off.

Will returned to the kids. He rushed into the cave and herded them to the very back corner. They were forced to huddle up close together.

"There is a bear out there. Do not leave this cave! Don't do anything foolish." He had turned to leave when he heard a small voice.

"Where are you going Mr. Shuster?" Sweet, innocent Brittney asked.

"I'm going to go help them," he answered as he continued to walk towards the mouth of the cave.

"But what if you don't come back?"

This time, he couldn't bring himself to respond. He broke into a run and went off to help in the fight.

He spotted the bear and turned back around at what he saw. The bear had a pup's mangled body hanging between its jaws. Blood dripped onto the ground at the bear feet.

The bear itself seemed very pleased. It chomped down on the back of the poor animal and a sickening crack rang through the night as the spine broke in two.

He saw one wolf have a particular reaction. She had a swollen belly and her fur was a honey blonde.

She had winced horribly but now, as the bear dropped the dead pup, her eyes filled with something and she attacked.

The bear batted her aside easily though. The creature hovered over her and as it raised its paw to strike her, Will leaped into action.

He rushed the bear and leaped. He quickly sunk his teeth into the back of its neck. That seemed to be a cue of sorts.

Other wolves came from the sides and also jumped onto the bear. The bear thrashed and tried to shake them. Will held on though. The image of the dead pup drove his anger and gave him reason to fight.

After what seemed to be an eternity the bear fell to the ground and its body finally stopped struggling as it died. The wolves didn't celebrate though.

As the pack looked around, they saw the bodies of pups thrown about. Some of the wolves gently sniffed them before coming to the conclusion of death.

As this happened, the wolf who had reacted to the snapping of the pup's spine approached Will. She limped and her eyes held a sadness that only a mother could possess.

"You saved me," she said. It was a simple statement. He simply nodded. Soon Dakota reappeared. He looked panicked and was running with a limp.

"Isis! Are you alright, my love?" He nuzzled her and then looked to Will. "Thank you for saving her. You risked your life for ours."

"Our pups are dead, Dakota. Did it kill them all?" The she wolf looked like she was about to cry. Dakota nodded sadly.

"You should go tend to your kids, Will. We need to burry our young and in the morning we shall travel."

Will nodded. He left the two to comfort each other in this time of need. He walked back towards the cave and as he walked something caught his attention.

A pup lay in a bloody heap on the ground. That wasn't what caught his attention though. He could have sworn he had seen a nose twitch.

He moved forward and when he was close enough to touch it, he brought his nose down to sniff it. When he bumped its nose the whole body shook and it released a tiny cough.

"I found one! It's alive! I found a survivor," he yelled out. Dakota and Isis rushed over and investigated. When he was proven correct, Isis let out a happy cry.

"We shall name him after you! You saved his life!" With that the mother gently lifted the pup and took it back to the den with her to nurse it back to health.

Dakota was silent for a moment. His head was hung low and he looked at Will.

"I swear to you, Will, I will make sure that your runt will survive. The moon pack will not touch her. After what you did for us it is the very least I could do."

Will heard the sincerity in the older wolf's tone. He nodded and he finally said, "Good night, Dakota."

He finally walked back to the cave and saw his kids huddled together. The majority of the girls were whimpering quietly and the boys seemed confused.

Brittney saw him first and let out a happy bark of excitement. She rushed over to him and jumped up around him. "Mr. Shue! I thought you were dead!"

He smiled and said, "Nope, Brittney, I'm alright." He walked back over to the rest of the pups trying not to step on Brittney, who was jumping around his feet.

He collapsed tiredly and they were all soon crawling over him in excitement. He couldn't help but smile. The behavior was very much like that of a puppy… it was strangely uplifting.

After a while he felt he should settle them down so he quietly shushed them and nudged them down into laying positions. They snuggled together.

"We were scared Mr. Shuster. We didn't know what would happen to you," Mercedes whimpered quietly.

"I know guys but I'm right here. We're all safe. We're all going to be safe. Let's sleep now," he said as he dropped his head to the floor.

Puck snuggled down close to Quinn and nuzzled her ears. He put his head on her neck and they began to fall asleep.

Mike and Tina were cuddled up close. Brittney had jumped onto Mr. Shuster back and was draped over his shoulders. Santana was lying on top of Kurt.

Slowly, they drifted into a peaceful sleep. The threat was gone but another loomed in the future.

*Glee*

Santana woke up and stretched. She saw that her friends were also being roused at the moment. They were to begin being moved.

They sleepily made their way outside. Dakota was already up and moving about. He approached them when he saw them.

"I trust you all slept well," he said. Mr. Shuster nodded and asked how the pup was doing.

"He is going to be in pain for a long time but he will survive. I can not thank you enough for what you did," Dakota said.

"It was really nothing," Will tried to protest but Dakota would not hear it.

"No! You have saved him. My pack will be eternally grateful. Now this is the least I could do," Dakota explained as he began to walk into the woods.

They traveled for a long time. The silence was comfortable and the kids began to play an odd form of tag, which involved Puck jumping on top of Mr. Shuster to avoid being 'it'.

The sun was high in the sky when they heard the familiar rumble of empty bellies. Dakota put his nose to the ground and started to sniff out food.

He found a small herd of deer that was made up of four does and two bucks. One of the bucks was young while the other was rather old and sick looking.

Dakota dropped to the ground and slowly approached the buck. He was within 50 feet when he launched his attack.

The herd scattered but it was too late for the buck. Dakota had delivered the fatal bite to the throat and the deer lay down on the ground dying.

Dakota bowed his head to the buck. "You were a worthy opponent," he spoke to the deer.

The deer's voice was raspy and choked as it struggled to speak. "As were you wolf. I just wasn't fast enough." With that, the deer closed its eyes and died.

Dakota called the pups forward and they each immediately tore into it… except Rachel. She eyed the deer wearily. Slowly, she ripped some of the meat away.

"You must eat, runt. You must get fat. You must get strong. Eat more than your fill if you want to live," Dakota said.

Rachel looked at him in shock for a moment. Then she ate more of the deer. She would listen to him if she wanted to survive.

They ate quickly and left the scraps for the crows. They were back on the path.

The sun was just setting when Dakota stopped. He let out a howl and a wolf with deep a light brown coat jumped down from a low tree branch.

"Always making an entrance aren't you, Jade?" Dakota asked with a slight chuckle.

"You know me well, Dakota," she said in a voice that reminded most of the males of bells.

Then she caught sight of Rachel.

The hackles on her back rose and her lips curled back in a snarl. A growl ripped through her throat and brought Rachel to the ground in a submissive position.

"You dare bring a runt to me! Do you wish for it to be killed! I would be more than happy to assist," her voice sounded odd paired with the words she was speaking.

Dakota stepped in front of Jade. "The runt is not to be touched. We gave your pack half of our food storage when the foaming mouth disease took out your best hunters."

"What does that have to do with anything? It is a runt. It should not be allowed to live! If it does, it will pass on bad blood!"

"I don't care. I made a promise to William and I shall ensure the runts safety even if I need to follow you to the border of Illinois!"

"My wolves will not stand for this. They will kill it and they will not be as generous as I would. They will draw it out while I will make it painless.

"You will not touch it!"

"You to shall be in danger if you defend it. You are alone. I will not harm you. You are one of my oldest companions but my pack will."

"My mate knows where I am. She has scouts on patrol. A kill will be discovered immediately. She will launch an attack on your pack and while you are skilled fighters, my pack will destroy yours… and you know it."

The tension built between the two wolves. Jade watched Rachel with her bright green eyes and finally her hackles relaxed.

"My pack will do anything to make sure it remains strong. It will be treated as an outsider. It will receive no food from us unless it performs the act of shame."

With that last thought said, Jade turned and walked away. Dakota turned to look at Rachel.

"I hope you followed my advice. You may not receive food until we reach Illinois."

"Well if she does the act of shame, she can receive food," Sam tried to reason.

"What is the act of shame?" Rachel asked quietly, a sense of dread filling her.

Dakota let out a sigh. "You would have your fur ripped out in front of the pack."

"Well that's not so bad. Fur grows back," Sam said trying to look for a bright side.

"Then you would have one of two choices. You could allow yourself to be mounted by the lowest ranking wolf in the pack or you could eat the scat of the leader."

An awkward silence filled the air. Nobody knew what to say. She would either have to eat the waste or allow herself to be used as a sex toy.

"It's okay. I don't really need to eat. I can last a few days…" Rachel said, trying to be optimistic.

Mr. Shuster worried. She had barely lasted a day when she went on her vegan strike. Now that she was eating, she would have to fight for scraps.

They began to follow Jade. She had walked ahead to tell the pack about Rachel. Now they were to play the waiting game.

They were not welcomed into the pack this time. Most of the wolves growled at them.

They were led to their cave and left alone. They hadn't been their very long when the kill was brought in. Mr. Shuster looked at Rachel.

"I'll be fine. Go on," she said. She had just laid down to take a nap. Will didn't like leaving her but he needed to get the rest of the kids fed.

"Alright. We'll be back soon. Stay out of trouble," Will said. Then they turned to leave Rachel on her own.

They joined the pack and they were friendly enough. They all seemed to be pleasant enough unless a runt was around.

As all the kids dug in, a strange occurrence happened. One of the wolves left the feast without eating anything and disappeared into the shadows.

Will thought about telling Dakota this but decided against it. They were just eating. Maybe the wolf had been the one to kill it and had had its share already.

By the time they finished eating, the moon had risen and they returned to the den to find a horrible sight.

Rachel was clenched in the jaws of a wolf.

Author's Note:

Sorry it took so long. I've been really busy. Hope you like it. Tell me what you think will happen, what you want to see happen, and what you thought in that nice little review box.