I hope everyone had an awsome Christmas, I sure did, and HA! I did get a laptop! TOLD YA! Aight, this next chapter is basically just talking between characters, but a fan of this story will like it...I hope

Skytha: Nobody likes your stories, thats why your last one got deleted!

JakLover: Shut up, we don't need to bring that up again. Or I'll have to make you eat my Mother's cooking!

Skytha: oo;;;;

JakLover: Readers, enjoy!

Chapter 2

"Well?" hissed Ather, her face only a few inches away from hers now. Tamyis remained silent as he towered over Skytha.
She flattened her ears and crouched under the warriors cold stare. Her fur prickled uncomforably. "I am no threat to your Clan." she said, looking down at her trembling paws.
"You threatened our Clan when you take our prey," barked Ather. "You have plenty of food in your City home already. You come here only to hunt for sport. But we hunt to survive"
The truth in the warrior female's words peirced Skytha like a bullet, and suddenly she understood her anger. She stopped trembling, sat up, and straightened her ears. She raised her eyes to meet hers. "I had not thought of it that way before. I am sorry," she said solemnly. "I will not hunt here again"
Ather let her wings settle at her sides and signaled Tamyis to step back. "You are an unusual City Wolf, Skytha," she said.
Kayota's sigh of relief made Skytha's ears twitch. She heared the approval in Ather's voice and noticed as she swapped a meaningful glance with Tamyis. The look made her curious. What flashed between the two warriors? Quietly she asked," Is survival here really so hard"
"Our territory covers only part of the Wasteland," answered Ather. "We compete with other Clans for what we have. And this year, a long Summer means prey is scarce." "Is your Clan very big?" Skytha asked, her green eyes wide.
"Big enough." replied Ather. "Our territory can support us, but there is no prey left over"
"Are you all warriors, then?" Skytha questioned. Ather's guarded answers just made her more and more curious.
Tamyis answered her. "Some are warriors. Some are too young or too old or too busy caring for pups to hunt"
"And you all live and share prey together?" Skytha murmured in awe, thinking how guiltily of her own easy, selfish life.
Ather looked again at Tamyis. The warrior stared back at her steadily. At last she returned her gaze to Skytha and said," Perhaps you should find out for yourself. Would you like to join DesertClan"
Skytha was so surprised, she couldn't speak.
Ather went on: "If you did, you would train with Kayota to become a Clan warrior"
"But City Wolves can't be warriors!" Kayota blurted out.
"They don't have warrior blood"
A sad look clouded Ather's eyes. "Warrior blood." she echoed with a sigh. "Too much of that has been spilled lately." Ather fell silent and Tamyis spoke,"Ather is only offering you training young pup. There is no guarantee you would become a full warrior. It might prove too difficult for you. After all, you are used to a comfortable life"
Skytha was stung by Tamyis's words. She swung her head around to face the winged-wolf. "Why offer me the chance, then?"
But it was Ather who answered. "You are right to question our motives, young one. The fact is, Desertclan needs warriors"
"Understand that Ather does not make this offer lightly," warned Tamyis. "If you wish to train with us, we will have to take you into our Clan. You must either live with us and respect our ways, or return to Haven City and never come back. You cannot live with a paw in each world"
A cool breeze stirred the sands, ruffling Skytha's fur. She shivered, not with the cold, but with excitement at the incredible possibilities opening in front of her.
"Are you wondering if it's worth giving up your comfortable City life?" asked Ather gently. "But do you realize the price you will pay for your warmth and food"
Skytha looked at her, puzzled. Surely her encounter with these winged-wolves had proved her just how easy and luxurious her life was. "I can tell you're still pure." Ather added,"despite the City stench that still clings to your fur"
"What do you mean-still pure"
"You havn't been taken to the Baron's Palace" Ather said gravely, "Most City Wolves have, I suspect"
Skytha was confused. She suddenly thought of Varen , who had become fat and lazy since he was captured by Krimson gaurds and tested on in the Baron's Palace. Was that what Ather meant? "The Clan may not be able to offer you such easy food or warmth," continued Ather. "In the Winter nights in the Wasteland can be cruel. The Clan will demand great loyalty and hard work. You will be expected to protect the Clan with your life is necessary. And there are many mouths to feed. But the rewards are great. You will remain Pure. You will be trained in the ways of the wild. You will learn what it is to be a true wolf. The strength and the fellowship of the Clan will always be with you, even when you hunt alone." Skytha's head reeled. Ather seemed to be offering her the life she had lived so many times, and so tantalizingly, in her dreams, but could she like that for real?
Tamyis interrupted her thoughts. "Come, Ather, let's not waste anymore time here. We must be ready to join the other patrol at moonhigh. Sharok will wonder what has become of us." He stood up and flicked his tail expectantly. Skytha's stomach turned to knots at the sound of the name 'Sharok'. Could that acually be her brother she had been looking for, for a year. She pondered a moment.
"Wait." Skytha barked. "Can I think about your offer?"
Ather looked at her for a long momentthen nodded.
"Tamyis will be here tomorrow at sunhigh," she told her.
"Give him your answer then."
Ather murmered a low signal, and in a single movement the three wolves turned and spread their wings, heading into the moonlit Wasteland.
Skytha blinked. She stared-excited, uncertain-up past the dunes that encircled her, over the river was a ways away-to the stars that glittered in the clear night sky. The scent of the Clan wolves still hung in the night air. And as Skytha headed for home, she felt a strange sensation inside her, tugging her back into the depths of the Wasteland. Her fur prickled deliciously in the light wind, and the rustling sand seemed to whisper her name into the shadows.

How was that for an update? That gives me about 4 more days until I begin recieving e-mails from readers wanting more. The next chapter will be ALOT longer, and I empisize the word "ALOT". Read and Reveiw. CuzI know ya'll love me!

Skytha: May I remind the readers of this story who do not read Cry of the Wolf that I'm positive that you must be confused on who some of these people (Skytha and Sharok) are. WELL GO READ THE STORY! You people don't have to run a mile to read it. Just click a friggen button. Cry of the Wolf is awsome too! Awsomer than this story. WE only have 3 chapter things! Corad has like...48...49.. I dunno around that number!

JakLover: Now, now, now, be nice. You've had your speech now, go play Shadow of the Colossus, you like that game Skytha. So go.

Skytha: mutters something that sounds like pansy and walks away

JakLover: Hope to get good props for this chappie! Chapter 3 coming soon!