The next morning, Feral found herself in her bed, bandages covered her right eye, her neck, and various parts of her body. Before she knew that however, she sat up, only to let out a groan of complete agony from the pain. When she felt the familiar feeling of tightness from something wrapped around her arms and legs but in different places, she finally noticed the white bindings that were slightly soaked in blood. Inside of them, she could smell the powerful herbal medicine. Feral let out a sigh after she realized she had lived last nite's terror. She barely could remember the events that upheld. All she remembered seeing was the blood…and fear on their faces…would they treat her any different? Or would they keep on with their torment?

"Finally away huh?" A familiar voice called. The young wolf looked up at her doorway as a person stood in it, silhouetted by the sunlight that glared in from the windows of the other room. The sliding door that led to that room had been left open, the rays blinding Feral, yet shining on her body and eyes, giving her gaze a glowing effect. Blinking in the sunlight, she for a moment thought it was her father, only to be proved wrong as the familiar white and black striped cat came walking in.

"Daisuke!" Feral grinned at him. When she tried to move, she was caught by the sharp pains of her wounds. Clutching her right arm, she curled slightly under the pain.

"Wait don't move around so much" Daisuke exclaimed, coming over to put his paw on her shoulder. Feral took in sharp inhale, trying to catch her breath. The white tiger boy looked at his friend with complete concern, hoping she was ok.

"…who did this to you?" Daisuke asked, his eyes narrowed in complete seriousness. The look scared Feral, unsure of what he would do if she told him.

"It's nothing. I just fell down some stairs. That's all" Feral murmured, keeping her eyes off of him, unable to look her own friend in the face. She wasn't scared of making him hurt those other girls, but she was tired of depending on him. In a way, those girls were right. She depended on him way too much to always be there to protect her

Daisuke knelt beside her, coming to eye level with her. His voice was calm and serious. "Tell me. I know something happened." His eyes went down to her neck, a line slit across it yet hidden by a bandage. "You don't get scratches like that…from falling. Don't lie to me Feral" Daisuke demanded, though his voice sounded hurt from her not telling him the truth. Feral pinned her brows into a slightly angered look. Raising her hand up, she knocked his paw away as if he were a fly.

"I'm tired of being weak! I'm tired of always depending on you!" Feral snapped, glaring at Daisuke. Taken aback by her sudden hostility, Daisuke tripped over his own tail before falling on his rump. Feral's eyes widened in shock, however they narrowed once more.

"I don't want to depend on you anymore. How will I get stronger on my own if you're always there to protect me before I can protect myself?" Feral didn't want to do that anymore…what if there was that one time and he got hurt? She would never be able to forgive herself.

Daisuke looked at her with a sad gaze. Closing his eyes for a moment he reopened them with a cold glare.

"Fine. If you don't want me around any longer then fine. I won't be your friend either!" He jumped up and glared at his now ex-best friend. The wolf's eyes glistened with pain slightly, before she looked away. "Then leave…Daisuke" She murmured.

"…" The tiger turned away and walked out of her room, slamming the door behind him in anger. Feral stared down at her blankets, two small streams came down her face.

After a few more days, she was up and walking again. Unfortunately, she had no time to really recover. Her Master did not approve of rest for she figured it was just time she could do by getting back into her old habits. Feral found no let up on Master Tora's training. The only thing that had changed, was the fact she was picked on by Tora more than before. It irritated her to no end, but she could do nothing about it.

Day turned to weeks and things were still sour between Daisuke and Feral. On the good side of all the wreckage that had been caused, was the fact the other students had stopped picking on her...instead, they feared her. Most of all, out of the students, was the four that had nearly killed her. They no longer made any eye contact with her or came near her. The rumors had spread about what happened by the obvious, leaving her with absolutely no friends anymore. Daisuke no longer spoke to her, keeping his word about not being her friend anymore. Feral felt more alone than ever without her father, her mother, her cousin and friend there to comfort her.

When the day waned to evening, all of the students retired to their barracks, except for two.

Slipping out of her barracks, Feral walked out casually, as if she were headed to the bathroom. No one guarded them at night, for the older senior warriors guarded along the walls of the temple, only a few walked the inside of the walls, Master Tora directed them all. Besides all of the guards, no one really figured anyone would sneak into their territory, but they were always ready.

When she was out of sight, Feral walked along the stone walkway that led from her barracks along the sides of the huge place. The walls were made of grey granite bricks, reaching about 5 feet into the air from where it met the ground of which people walked along.

Running her paws along the smooth gravely surface, she leapt up onto the top of the wall with ease, her couple years of being here in this tough environment made her legs strong, her body tough, and her claws sharp. Along the bottoms of her pads on her feet, there were scars that covered them, all from training to be stealthy. Along her arms bruises and scars covered her arms from the constant punching and blocking against the wooden training dummies that moved when you hit them.

Letting out a sigh, she stayed crouched on the wall, looking down at the ground. Her eyes gazed down at everything, the barracks, the guards, the grass, ground…the sky.

Her eyes glowed a faint hue of orange and yellow, staring up at the moon. She yearned for the warmth of her mother's hug. The sweet songs she had used to sing her to sleep every night. Feral began to howl. The howls were sweet and smooth, for all wolves always sang. Her talent was common for wolves.

It was not common for wolves to sing with words when they sang though, for words were so little compared to the emotions that could be heard in a single howl. The lullaby songs her mother sang were mere things that she was taught when they tried to modernize her pack, all of the modernizing had happened before Feral could remember.

Feral let her heart sing for her, the emotions of missing someone sang clearly. One did not need words, only to listen. Her voice rang throughout the night sky, though it was sad, it was a melodic tune, new to the air, but soothing to listen to. For Feral, she felt all her emotions come out at once. She knew she was alone now. Her father wasn't returning. He probably never would. She was a lone wolf now.

Daisuke had followed Feral shortly after she left; wanting to know where it was that she was 'sneaking' out to. His footsteps were quiet, the same as hers', following was easy. She didn't suspect a thing, though she would look over her shoulder once and a while.

When she came to a stop, Daisuke crouched behind the spine of the roof, peering out over the top. His icy blue eyes glowed a bluish hue as he watched her. Quiet not to make a sound, he watched as she leapt up onto the ledge of the wall, taking a few steps along it, as if determining on something. The fall scared Daisuke thinking she might have been deciding whether or not to jump. It brought him relief when she crouched down. Letting out a small sigh, he continued to watch her.

"What are you doing?" He muttered underneath his breath. All of the sudden, she began to hum before a smooth howl began to come from her. Daisuke continued to listen, before a pang of pity came through the gut of his stomach.

"She misses her mother." A monotone voice came. Daisuke whipped his head around to see Master Tora crouched near him. She covered his mouth when he tried to gasp and speak, silencing him while also reminding him that they were undercover. Blinking he looked back at the little wolf.

"Come with me Daisuke." Master Tora stood up before sliding down the side of the roof. Daisuke glanced at her, before looking down at the little grey wolf once more before following.

After a few leaps and walking later, Master Tora had lead Daisuke out into the secret place she and Dagger had taken before. Several moments went by between the two without talking.

"So what is it you wanted to tell me?" Daisuke asked.

"Feral's mom is very ill. She hasn't recovered since her daughter left. It turns out she won't be able to recover from it. The illness is too great." Master Tora spoke softly. "Feral's father will be here tomorrow to get her. This will be the last time Feral will get to see her mother…"

Daisuke was shocked by the sudden details of knowing about Feral. It almost felt wrong to be talking about it…but he couldn't help himself from asking.

"How did she come to be so…ill?" Daisuke asked. Master Tora closed her eyes. The only way she knew this was from Dagger. He and her told each other everything, even if they didn't seem to be the best of friends on the outside.

"…Before Feral had come here, she used to live in a small village. It's very poor and little to eat and very dangerous to live in."

"Dangerous?" Daisuke asked.

"From where Feral comes from, all of the animals are from very dangerous lines of combat type animals. The wolves are the most dangerous. Even their babies have talents that are locked away subconsciously. Only under life threatening situations are they able to show true talents."

"What?" Daisuke asked once again, unsure if he had heard right.

"So Feral…is a born fighter?"

"There is no denying it. There is a difference between Feral wolves and Modern wolves.

"Modern wolves?"

"Yes. Modern Wolves that are born from more evolved lines do not have this trait, and lack any strength or stamina that would make them stronger than other modernized creatures like you or me. Only very few animals do. Those that are, are often found in small tribes like hers'. The bad part to this is…they do not live as long as a modern person. Most usually die around their mid 30's or 40's."

"So Feral die young?"

"Not necessarily…she is…a half breed."

"Half breed?"

"That was just her mother's wolf side. Her mother is pure wolf…but her father is a half breed. He is a panther and wolf hybrid. He comes from a long line of warriors as well…but his are completely different." Master Tora seemed to trail off. Daisuke looked at her.

"Anyway…you wanted to know about her mother…" Daisuke let out a sigh, though felt like he was cheated out of knowing something dark and secretive…he kept quiet and listened.

"Well, because of her bloodlines, the Tiger Army sought after them. They were going to burn down her whole village if they didn't cooperate. Well, Feral was the first to object."

"Feral?" Daisuke was shocked. The friend he thought he knew would never have been rebellious to higher ups. She always ignored the bullies and hid her face when they bothered her. He guessed she must have grown a long fuse since then.

"Well because of this, the Tiger General was going to kill her…only to be stopped by her mother. Well, no one ever talked directly to the General. He gave the order and she was shot. Things happened and luckily in time her father saved the both of them."

Daisuke had to contemplate a bit on what he was told. Though she continued on with what happened afterwards during a blizzard with a bear and ice. How Amu had became sick after saving her daughter. Feral had a lot more going on than he thought she did. The reason she didn't want him to look out for her anymore was not because she wanted him gone. …it was because she wanted to be stronger so she could save her family. So she wasn't looked down on anymore. He had made a grave mistake. All of it was because he thought she didn't like him anymore…how foolish was he.

"…Listen…she's stopped singing..." Master Tora narrowed her eyes, her ears moving this way and that.

"GET DOWN!" Grabbing Daisuke she pushed him to the side before deflecting a small throwing blade that was hurled at her. Evading the blades, she came into hand-to-hand combat with three dark shadowy figures. Struck by fear, he tried to struggle to his feet before he tripped once more, only to be protected by heavy paws, blood staining his cheek.

"Go Daisuke now!" Master Tora snarled, using her foot to push him. Lurching forward, he took off as fast as he could, hearing the snarls and roars of his master as she fought behind him. An alarm was sounded throughout the temple area. The warriors on his side all leapt from their barracks, racing out to attack these shadow nin as they came in from all sides.

Daisuke raced across the stony path with the tall walls, looking for Feral. "Feral!" Daisuke cried out. There was no answer.

Leaping up onto the wall, he skidded to a stop, looking around he wasn't sure where she was. "FEr-"

"Ouch let me go!" A shrill cry was heard from below him. Peering down into the brush, he saw Feral running on all fours out into the training grounds.

"Feral!" He shouted again. The little wolf looked up at him. Leaping from his spot, he glided down towards the training grounds falling at least 50 feet through the air. He nor anyone else of his level ever tried it before, however he was on a whole other level.

Sliding down a slanted roof, he spiraled before landing on all fours on the ground next to Feral.

"Whoa how did you?-"

"Come on we gotta get out of here!- Lookout!" Daisuke pushed Feral out of the way of an incoming blade, only to have his right ear nearly cut off.

"Ah!" Daisuke held his ear, even though it hadn't been completely torn off, a slit was made halfway through it. Blood streamed down the side of his face.

"Daisuke!" Feral let out a cry of terror. However, their troubles weren't over when the shadow ninja suddenly grabbed Daisuke, thrusting him into the air.

Feral had a sudden flash back of herself in the air, how much it hurt in the Tiger General's claws. Teeth gritting together, she leapt at this enemy, her fangs bared. She went for the throat without stopping, tearing at his soft fleshy neck. This enemy did not expect it at all, seeing as both of them were only kids, the blood rushing down the sides of her mouth in crimson streams.

Letting out a gasp, this enemy dropped the white tiger cub before falling to his knees.

Feral stood atop of him before an eerie howl of triumph suddenly overcame her.

Daisuke shivered under her presence. Her eyes showed murderous intentions, glowing beneath the moon's light. Backing up, he wasn't sure what to do. Everything told him to run, the memories of Master Tora's warnings about her blood being Feral scared him. Did her blood make her insane with bloodlust?

"Daisuke!" Feral ran over to him, covered in that baboon's blood, she grabbed his paw.

"Come one we have to get to the safety place!" She yelled. Daisuke felt a flash of relief. He was wrong. The small gesture made him feel relieved that she had not changed. Even if the tales of her blood being untamed, she was still the same old Feral he knew.

Ok! Finally! After a long time of waiting…I have the next chapter. This is taking a slight revamp on some things, but I got them all finished. First of all, I had still been slight skeptical on Ferals' age in the beginning and the age she is now, but because I couldn't go back and edit chapter 7 with ease, I had to reupload both chapters (sorry about that peoples, as an apology I worked all night on this chapter :P) So if this chapter doesn't make sense at all, it may or may not will…xD I was tired…but anyway, I am working on the other stories, it's just taking a little bit of rework and revamping…but I will have chapters and things out! Hopefully, but no promises, the next chapter will be out soon ^^ for now, hope you enjoyed this chapter!