"S-Storm? Why'd you decide to go here?" Blizzard's deep monotone couldn't hide the shock from seeing the ancient wolf in front of her. Storm's already wide grin faltered, like something was off about Blizzard. Like she wasn't herself anymore. "Alright my dear. I will tell you." The spirit surrounded Blizzard with an almost unbreachable fog. She snapped her eyes closed, not wanting any disturbing imagery inside her mind. It was unstable as it is. "Blizzard." The coldness in Storm's voice pierced through her ears like a sword. She snapped her eyes open to see something bad. Not disturbing though. More unsettling. "I know that once you feel strong, you and your new friends have to go to Grænland. Also known as the North Pole by your associates, as I have observed." Blizzard didn't move, or even twitched her tail the slightest. When Storm said stuff like this, it was serious. Like when she had called Blizzard to France. In her biggest breakdown, she ran over there. When she thought she had lost Fern. The memories burned in her, and she felt like screaming in agony as she remembered everything. Instead, she stood there. Suffering silently. "The names?" Storm snapped at her, really sounding like she had called the spirit a name it didn't know. "You remember the names right? Those savages. They didn't know what you went through..." she turned her head in pity. Pitying the ones who had hurt Blizzard in her time of need. "They were city animals. All they know is how to hurt. Not how to care, or be brave for that matter." This time Blizzard couldn't hold the pity out of her voice. It shot out, like a bullet. She huffed her chest out and glared angrily at the images flashing in the fog, but laid back down as she noticed the spirit was cautious about the actions. "No need to shame about it. As always, you are right in that point." The spirit glared at the younger wolf. "But not knowing another wolf's issues they fight mentally, does not give an excuse for name calling like that" she pointed out flatly, giving a small tender smile to the cyan wolf. However that didn't enlighten the mood of the images flashing before them. "Blizzard. Do you remember the song the humans sung? That one night?" Storm suddenly asked after a few minutes in the silence. That one night, was one Blizzard was uncomfterble of speaking about. She remembered everything. The humans running, and dancing in the fires destroying her birth place. Celebrating it, honoring it. "Street of dreams? I loved that song, even if it was used to celebrate the night." Storm looked down at the tall and scrawny wolf beneath her paws. She looked minor compared to her. "Don't you remember what happened before that happened? Why the humans were singing will remain a mystery, but their song was more to celebrate your fate. Unconciously, ofcourse." She finally managed to sigh. She looked back down upon the young wolf laying scrambled together on the floor, sulking a bit when she was told the story of her biggest failure ever. "My exile. Of course I'd remember it" Blizzard snapped, but quickly regretted it when she saw Storm's suprised exspression. "You shouldn't speak like that to your great-grandmother."

The sun stood high on the skies as the penguins proceeded to train, and do their daily routine, even though Flighty was completely new to the team. She hadn't been set to any training, seeing how hopeless she is in training when she's from the North Pole, where they don't know what technology is. It was all hopeless ever training her up. The female penguin was still horrofied when the television turned on. Hell, it seemed like nobody new knew what that was. It was starting to get awkward around theese animals. First a penguin who didn't know what New York was, and know brightly candy coloured wolves with weird stuff going on, cause everyone's speaking about seeing water fly around the cyan wolf. Maybe that'd make sense, seeing she's blue, and not red. But know that Skipper was thinking about that, he spotted the cyan wolf splash into the water, by an accident. She cursed herself, but quickly trotted up to the little island, that she barely could fit on. "Penguins!" She panted, great just like yesterday. "I have an idea how we make the zoo safe from the threat of that penguin dude on the North Pole, uhhhh. An-A. Ahøøøø- Ahna. Uhhh, I forgot it." Blizzard caught her breath and stared at them in confusion. "Anima." Kowalski corrected her, but gained a gaze from Blizzard. Geez, what's her problem? "We just have to travel there. If we don't, he may come here, right? From what Flighty had told me about him, he doesn't seem like he'll wait for long. Besides, if we fall to just waiting till he's in Manhattan, who knows how unprepared we'll get?" She had a point. If we wait, we'll never expect him.'We could get weak, but how the hell did the wolf expect we could sail from Manhattan to the North Pole?' Skipper speculated a bit on the sceptical suggestion, she IS danish after all "How'd we get there, hair-tot?" Skipper pointed out sceptically, still not believing in the wolf's story. The mammal scowled at the name, and looked the other way, like she was trying to hide some sort of emotion. All he saw was sadness in her eyes, and for a second he felt himself regretting the name he had just called him. "I saw a ship's sailing plans. It was sailing to a harbour in Canada, and in that harbour we can sail on to Grønla- I mean Greenland." Skipper's expression drastically changed as soon as he found out that the wolf could read. It wondered him how a wolf can learn to read. A penguin he can understand, but a wolf? That was just too weird for him. "However, the ship'll leave in a week. Not a day earlier, or sooner." She stated and looked to the skies. Her tail whipped right past the older penguin, whom was still much smaller than the teen wolf. She gazed down at the penguins with a smirk growing over her muzzle. Like she was knowing what Skipper was about to say. "Yeah, right. Ya know furtot, let us adults take care of the problem on the North Pole. You clearly haven't shown any abilities to fight with those blunt claws of yours." He was right. Blizzard's claws weren't sharp, but they weren't meant for that. She is a healer after all, not a fighter. But her smile didn't falter. It actually just grew wider. Suddenly waves of water was everywhere, following Blizzard's movements swiftly, and the view was beautifull. Skipper didn't take notice to the fact that she was humming something alongside it, he was busy watching the spectacular show of colours and images taking place over him. He didn't believe it. Was Blizzard really the one behind all of this imagery? "Not something you'd see everyday, huh?" She pointed out, with a smooth grin on her face

"I can't believe it! That wolf just did some random dances, and apparently that made the water put out such an extraordinary show! I can't say I didn't enjoy it, but it's scientifically proven impossible! How did she learn that skill anyways? I mean from my theories I'd say..." Kowalski started another one of his little rants on how magic didn't exist, and how there must've been some sort of mechanics behind all of it. Skipper was damn tired of it all, and just wanted everything to be silent for once. He had a reason for being enraged just today. No one else knew, so there you have the problem. It wasn't like he had to blabber about his personal problems to his team, they might think he'd begin to go insane. So he was forced to listening to Kowalski's endless ranting. Blizzard seemed to be uncomforable in the small space inside there, and suddenly grew a pale look on her face. She looked down at a needle that Kowalski just had brought out. "OH MY HOLY MOTHER OF THE ANCIENT STORM, GET THAT THING AWAY FROM ME-HE-HEEEEE!" She screached and curled into a ball, protecting everywhere he could possibly stick it in. "You wont get me!" She screeched with a trembling voice. "I don't want to I don't want to I don't want to I don't want to I don't want to I don't want to I don't want to I don't want to I don't want to I don't want to I don't want to I don't want to I don't want to I don't want to" She began repeating in panic." Apparently the teen wolf shared his phobia of needles. She pinched her eyes shut in terror, and began panting heavily. "Okay, I think that's enough evidence for now." Skipper announced with a wide grin on his beak, and turned to his comrades. "She's too big a wimp to be a threat to us." He coughed down a little chuckle that was about to escape his beak. Sooner that afternoon, Flighty joined them all in the room with a book in her flippers. She turned her gaze up to them, but was too nervous to let it stay as soon as she saw all the attention was pointed towards her. Letting the ancient book down, she sighed and turned up to a page. The language was really old, but he looked at the wolf and it seemed that she understood it. "Blizzard, can you read this for me? I don't speak Old Norse." Flighty stated. Now wait a minute, wasn't she danish? Why the hell should she speak Old Norse? "Of course..." She murmured still a bit shaken by the whole needle thing. Skipper suddenly asked her as she was going up to the book, "How do you speak Old Norse, when you're danish?" She giggled a bit, and concentrated on the book. "As I'll explain here, this book is about Elemental Wolf packs. An elemental wolf is blood related to the previous generation of this kind of wolf, with abilities like mine that is water. Our line, and that'd be Airis, Fern, Flaze, and me! We're the four elements you know the best, but the elements always changes. I'm the healer of this group. Us healers are supposed to be able to speak our main language; mine is danish, english, and Old Norse. Airis is the leader, so she decided who was who in the group. Flaze and Fern are normal fighters of this pack. There's always supposed to be elemental wolves in this world, and they're always supposed to get cubs before they're allowed to die. I've never herd about a group of elemental wolves dying before their time. Well, here's the thing. My abilities aren't active like the other wolves' are, they are much stronger than me. My father, the elemental wolf before me is still alive. So that's your explanation for today." She sighed and turned away, seemingly looking at the wall and murmuring to herself.

(2 Days of Training later)

"So, it's agreed mamals?" Skipper shouted over the clearing of animals, ready to fight for their own safety of the zoo. "Alright. The cargo ship sails to Newfoundland, you know... Uh... In Canadia." He continued on, but Kowalski came in and corrected him. "Canada. After that, we'll jump to the next ship that goes directly to the North Pole, got it?" Skipper had used the correction, only to get a chain of shouts from the back where the wolves were. "GREENLAND!" They tried to correct him by continously shouting the name of the ice covered nation. Skipper sighed and jumped down from the mini podium he was standing on, and turned to the other penguins. Kowalski nodded and began walking forth into the dark night of which was when the zoo had closed for a vacation. So their journey began, the journey to save their own home and beloved ones. The remaining animals, lemurs, monkeys, reptiles, etc stood in the enterance to wave goodbye to the animals. Okay, only Mort and Maurice of the lemurs were standing in the doorway, but the thought was still great. Skipper sighed and tried to push away the thought that any of his comrades could die on this trip away. This was it. They were in for the biggest fight he'd ever face, a narssisistic magical penguin who lead an entire army of probably also magic penguins. But he'd do something good for the world, for if they didn't stop them they'd probably be able to go after the entire planet with the power he held. But now was now, no past story, nor penguin could change his mind. Not even Carrie. So now he'd said it. "Dear comrades, I think we're all going to agree on this fact. This is war!" He yelled out to the crowd of the animals, and they cheered for him and began trotting away on both two and four feet to the ferry at the harbour.

This is war

((I'm on a bit of a hiatus guys, sorry 'bout that ^^. Well, I hope you enjoyed this chapter!))