Ok so I actually am only writing because nobody writes about alpha and omega anymore. But I hope to keep it goin.
It was a cold morning in the rockies as Mayhem was headed down the mountains to find some caribou. After about an hour of walking he started to reach the the forest below the mountain he lived on when he spotted a group of caribou by a decent sized stream. Instantly he went into his hunting instinct and started slowly stalking his target. He was aiming for the biggest one he could, Mayhem always wanted to challenge himself when he got the chance. After you live your whole life as a lone wolf, you have your fun where you can. As Mayhem was stalking up he almost didn't notice a caribou a little ways away from the rest that he almost ran into. So he decided to go for that one instead. After a while of slowly crawling around, he was about 3 feet away and ready to pounce. Mayhem leaped onto the caribou's neck and clamped down hard. He could feel the blood start filling his mouth, and he liked it. He stayed latched on until he could feel the caribou stop squirming and lay limp. He knew that he didn't want to drag his kill all the way back up the mountain, so he just ate his kill here. As he was eating he heard rustling in the leaves behind him. He instantly jumped up into a defensive stance. Just then he heard a a faint pop sound. He looked around until he noticed a needle in his side.
"Ohhhh shi..." he sighed as he fell unconscious.