Here's the part one, chapter one. Again, written by Silver Angel99 and shadow hound dancer.

Thanks to Bremner and spirit-wolf-05 for reviewing! Hope you like this next chapter :-)

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Part One: Childhood

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Chapter One: The Woes of Uncle Boris

Crouching behind a fallen log, Blitz watched his prey carefully. The white goose still had his back to the log, clearly not knowing that death was near.

Perfect, Blitz thought. The Alpha Male has cornered his prey. Food came easily to a pack whose alpha male was such a strong, silent, and best of all, dangerous hunter.

He heard a movement in the bushes near him, and the scent of the "Alpha Female" caught his nose moments before he heard her voice.

"Pssst!"

"What?" he whispered, irritation in his voice

"If he comes this way I've got him!" she said with a doggy grin.

Blitz rolled his eyes. How did a pack leader as great as he get stuck with that as an Alpha Female? His mind boggled even more at the thought as the aforementioned "Alpha Female" wagged her tail enthusiastically and by doing so disturbed the bush she was hiding in, gaining the attention of the goose that was his prey.

The goose turned around, looking for the source of the noise and his eyes came to land directly at the place where that stupid female wolf had caused such a commotion. Knowing that their cover was blown, Blitz let out an irritated growl and leapt out from behind the log, his front paws easily landing on the goose, pushing him forward.

"BLITZ!" Came a strangled cry from the squashed goose.

Instantly Blitz backed off, a wolfish grin on his face. "Gotcha good didn't I?" he asked in a cocky tone.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU WHE…." Boris's outrage was interrupted when the other 'wolf' leapt out of the bushes, her front paws landing in the centre of Boris's exposed back. Feathers flew everywhere as he hit the ground once again.

Both Blitz and the Alpha Female, who was also known as Shadow let out a laugh.

"We BOTH got you good" Shadow exclaimed. She rolled on the ground laughing as Boris spat out a mouthful of snow.

"Why I ought to….!"

"Ought to what?" Came a feminine voice from near the log that had been Blitz's hiding place.

"Mummy!" Shadow called happily as she bounded over to greet her mother.

"We got Uncle Boris good!"

"Is that why he ought to… what?" she asked, looking enquiringly at Boris

"I……." Boris stammered. "…Ought to congratulate them both on being such good hunters." He finished, as he replaced the feathers he had retrieved from the snow. "You two are going to be the death of me," he muttered under his breath.

"I'm the Alpha female!" shadow informed her mother, jumping around.

"That's nice dear," she praised her daughter absently. "Come on its dinner time."

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Jenna followed behind the two puppies, nipping at their heels when they slowed down too much. Boris was waddling behind the three, still trying to replace the missing feathers that he had scooped up from the ground.

Blitz bounded ahead after a wayward snowflake with Shadow following close behind. Jenna smiled at the sight of the pair, her darling puppies. Balto was at home with Robin and Scarlett. Those two usually stayed close to home, Scarlett content to be brushed and petted by their girl, Rosie, and Robin, happy to just lie in front of the fire.

It was obvious that while Scarlett and Robin had gained a rather show dg approach to things, Blitz was definitely taking after his father, his enthusiastic leaping around playing games based on being out hunting in the woods. Both Jenna and Balto agreed that Shadow had been named rather well (though even after all these weeks, Balto still didn't like to talk about the naming of the puppies, or rather, his lack of help in doing so.). Shadow had taken to following her only brother around, mimicking all that he did and being overly eager to play his games.

Watching the brother and sister walk alongside each other, Jenna knew that Blitz must find his sister's behaviour annoying, but he'd never come to her whining about it. He was going to be a good dog, already looking much like his father.

Shadow was in a stark contrast, built more like Jenna, and with the same colouring, marred only by white that streaked through her face, covered her underbelly and feet. Rosie had wanted to name her Sox thanks to those feet, but Jenna had stood firm, growling at the very idea of the name. Her paws were as large as her fathers, which usually caused the young pup to trip up a lot more then her siblings while she was getting used to them.

Smelling dinner on the wind as they came closer and closer to the house that belonged to her girl and her masters, Jenna stopped speculating about her puppies, and instead thought about filling their bellies.

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