The morning air slowly drifted across the sweet smelling field of clovers and violets. Birds woke up and started to happily chirp away, a celebration for the sun raising. Other animals however, were lazy and almost slept the day away. One little animal, an adult jack rabbit however had woken up early. Shaking it's head from the tiredness it sniffed the air... no sign of danger. So quickly and quietly it hopped toward a patch of clover.

Greedily it nibbled on the greens and on the pink of the delicate blossoms, the birds perched on a branch and countiued to sing merrily. The rabbit looked up and countiued to eat away. It didn't mind the birds, they just loved to sing.. that's all. It lowered it's head back to the patch and nibbled.

Closely behind, however, was something.. or someone.. two of them, hiding behind bare bushes. The rabbit stopped to sniff suddenly, the scent was weak so thinking that nothing dangerous was nearby, it payed it's attention back to it's breakfeast. The two unknown figures from the bushes spied on the rabbit.

One of the bluebirds singing had caught something in it's eye, he stopped the chorus and took note of the animals behind the bush. They starred at them, wolves. But this early in the morning? The jack rabbit found it odd that the birds stopped singing so soon, but it countiued to feast. The animals hiding were indeed wolves, but not any kind of wolves. Strange golden wolfs. The oldest was completely orange, with his bushy tail having a small tip of oranginess.

The younger wolf, who looks like he'll completely grow up soon... was different in fur colour. Mainly being white with a golden back. He also had a golden slash of fur, around his eyes. Both wolves were unknown in breed. The oldest countiued to stare at the rabbit, hungrly licking his lips. He turned his head back the the youngest, his son. "Taro, do you remember what I've taught you? This will be your first hunt."

Taro nodded his head. "Yes father." he said. As his father quietly stepped aside so Taro could get prepared, Taro accidently knocked over a pebble with his paw by accident. The rabbit's ears twitched and quickly looked at the bushes. Looking on with a blank stare, the rabbit soon sprang into action and started to hop away. Taro growled angrily at his mistake and dashed toward the rabbit.

Unforuntly, the little rabbit was young and still learning how to jump. Taro was faster.. atlast opening his mouth wide he pounced onto the rabbit and bit into his neck. A small amount of blood splashed out and gently covered Taro's face. The rabbit tried to kick it's way to freedom.. but it made it more tired. Taro grew annoyed and bit harder, the rabbit screeched in pain and suddenly stopped kicking, becoming limb.

Taro's eyes looked down at it. "...Dead..." he thought. His father walked up to him and eyed the both of them. Closing his eyes in thought, he smiled and opened them. "Well done my son."

It was a long walk back to the rocky mountains, and since they woke up early.. they were even more tired. Walking on the slippery rocks, avoiding the jagged stones was hard enough for Taro, considering he wasn't used to feel blood dripping from his mouth as he tightly carried his game. After a few hours they stopped in their tracks. Eying the the small, little clearing of fresh grass.. and other fellow wolves sleeping and eating away. They both smiled. Home.

A few of the other wolves had caught something in the air, fresh rabbit meat. Looking up they saw Taro's father and Taro himself, with prey in his mouth. They all smilied, thinking that the rabbit in Taro's mouth was his first catch of the day. Getting up they all gathered around them. One of them was a grown up, completely white female wolf. Kana, Taro's mother. "Welcome home Roberto and Taro." she smiled.

Taro lowered his head to the ground and dropped the rabbit. It was small but it could do for a light breakfeast. Raising his head up and licking the blood from his teeth and mouth, he said "I caught my first hunt."

Picking up his prey, he started to walk toward a tiny ruffle of grass. Where Taro commonly sat down to think, rest... and eat. Stripping the rabbit of it's fur and meat, Taro ate heartily. While eatting he watched a white and brown wolf return from the east of the mountains, carrying some meat from a mountain goat toward his family... a golden wolf and his daughter, a female white and brown wolf. Taro knew them all very well, their names were Maxwell, Pashmina and Penelope. Taro smiled, he loved to watch speical family moments... and spend some time of his own with his parents.

(A/N: In the actual Hamtaro anime, Penelope is white and brown under her skirt.. looking alot like a shorter-earred Maxwell. In this story, I wanted Penelope to be the child of Pashmina and have a father. Who else would had made a good father?)

Looking to his right Taro noticed some of his other friends. Oxnard the white wolf covered with grey spots, eatting away as usual. Snoozer, the brown and white wolf who is sometimes awake, usually only when he's eatting or has to travel... And finally, Jingle.. a golden wolf with a ruff of brown fur on his head. He was often quiet and watched over the little one's.

Finishing the last peice of the rabbit, Taro licked his lips from the blood once more and took head toward his friends. "Hello, Oxnard." Taro said. "Hello, Taro." they all said, smiling.. except for Jingle, he just smiled but Taro took that as a greeting. "How are you? We heard you caught your first game, on your first try!" Oxnard happily exclaimed. "Yeah." Pashmina said walking toward Taro with Maxwell and Penelope following close behind. "Everyone is over joyed." Maxwell said, agreeing to his friends... and mate.

"Aw, it's nothing really." Taro said, growing embarrased. "Well it's only fair that everyone celebrates, you are the prince of our territory... and you're growing up, so it's good news that you've hunted something." Snoozer said, slowly opening his eye and closing it when he finished. Even through he was constantly in slumber land, he could always hear just fine. "Well if you say so." Taro said.

In the middle of the huge clearing was Kana and Roberto, keeping eyes on the pack.. and their surrondings. Roberto however was watching his son, he sighed and Kana noticed. "Is there something the matter, Roberto?" she asked. Roberto however couldn't hear her as he watched Taro. Kana gently nudged him, this startled Roberto a bit but he quickly came to his senses. "Wha? What is it?" he asked. "Is there something the matter?" Kana repeated.

"Oh no... it's just..." Roberto said, as he turned to look at Taro again.. rough-playing with the others.. for fun. "Taro is growing older everyday... I am happy and proud for him, but as he grows.. so do we. I sometimes have nightmares that we'll miss the day when he becomes king.. without us being there." Kana frowned, she agreed. But quickly she cheered up. "We're not that old, so cheer up.. we shouldn't be thinking of that."

Roberto smiled and looked back to his mate, his queen. "Thank you, you always do provide helpful advice. And you're right." Kana smiled too, she adored to help out with all sorts of problems.. whether they were emotional or not.