Chapter 2

As I was saying before, the sound of blades on the wind stopped everyone in their tracks for a brief moment. It only took a second for the pack to realize that that sound meant danger. I was afraid everyone would scatter in the panic, but surprisingly everyone stayed together in the dash for cover.

We had almost reached a large patch of trees when many loud bangs came from the sky. I hadn't dared look back at whatever we were running from until I saw my mother hit the ground. The rest of the pack had continued running but I had stopped to see if she was okay.

She had several small wounds on her back and flank. I tried to get her to her feet but she couldn't stand. As I stood by her side even after I had seen our attacker. It was man, men and there death machines were the ones pursuing us. They had hunted us down and were killing us for mere sport, much like a common house cat. They came with their guns and bullets to kill my family.

I was terrified and had no idea what to do when the landed their defting flying machine and began to walk toward my mother and I. I wasn't going to just leave her there to die so I stood my ground foolishly, snarling and growling as they approached. Every moment seemed to go by so slowly. I saw a large, well built man, stand not to far from me and raise his gun.

I stood by my mother's side knowing that I would most likely be dead soon. Another bang came from the man's gun and I felt a sharp tearing in my right shoulder. I almost immediately fell to the ground. I lay beside my mother not knowing what was my mother hoping she would know what to do. All she could do was look back at me and say, "Run dear, I want you to run. Your pack is waiting for their leader. You have to lead them." I saw the life fade from my mother's eyes.

She had passed within seconds and the smell of death hung around her. Within seconds I was to my feet and painfully running away. I wanted to stay but I couldn't control my legs. The only thing I could hear were my mother's words. "Run dear, I want you to run." I know she was dead, and if I stopped running I would be too. I kept running until I had collapsed under a tree on the far side of the pack's territory.

I laid there as if in a dream. Everything was a blur. I saw my mother, her eyes were white. She looked at me for a moment then turned and walked away. I wanted to chase after her but I couldn't move. I called out to her. I yelled for her to wait for me, but when she did all she said was, "Your pack is waiting for their leader. You have to lead them." She said that then continued to walk away.

I woke in a daze soon after that. My shoulder was burning and there was blood all over the ground. I tried to stand several times without making any progress. Eventually I stood there on three legs and let out a howl. I listened for a reply for what felt like hours but I'm sure it wasn't more then a few moments' When my call was returned it sounded like the pack wasn't too far off. I slowly limped to where the calls had come from.

I saw the pack sitting together and talking. The pack had grown considerably smaller. We had lost at least four wolves and with the absence of my mother and my disappearance my sister had taken over the pack. She knew it was my birth right to lead the pack but she wasn't going to give up her position. As soon as she saw I was injured she began to charge toward me. I wasn't in any kind of shape to fight her. I had no choice but to run.