Heeeeey!
Mwa ha ha! I have not given up on this story yet! There shall be mooooore! And so, here is chapter 3. Sorry it took so long!
P.S. And for people that didn't read the previous chapters recently, the link to the images of what I thought the Autobots would look like as wolves is on my profile so go check it out!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Transformers.

Ironhide sat inside his den, staring outside at the pure white crescent moon. The sky was clear and millions of stars glittered in the black abyss of the sky. There was a small breeze, rustling the leaves of the forest quietly. An owl hooted, and something skittered across the ground. Ironhide sighed deeply and closed his eyes. He couldn't help but think about Chromia. An image of her, sleek yet strong, and different hues of blue, flashed in Ironhide's mind. Ironhide let his mind wander back to the horrible moment when he had lost her forever.

Chromia giggled when Ironhide licked her nose and Chromia snuggled into Ironhide's thick muzzle. They curled up together comfortably inside the spacious yet cozy den, and the pure white crescent moon shone outside. Ironhide sighed contently as the smell of his mate overwhelmed his senses.

"I love you Ironhide," whispered Chromia. "So much."

"Me too," replied Ironhide.

"Ironhide?" Ironhide looked into the nervous eyes of his mate.

"What is it?" asked Ironhide.

"I've been thinking lately…and I want to have a cub." Ironhide's eyes widened considerably, and he sharply inhaled.

"W-What?" he said.

"I mean, if you don't want to, I'm not going to force you to or…"

"No, no, I would love that. I really would." Chromia smiled happily at Ironhide, and she snuggled deeper into his muzzle. Ironhide breathed deeply. He would be a father! Ironhide dwelled upon the thought deep into the night. He was slowly drifting off into sleep when a bright light woke him up. Ironhide grumbled irritably as he reluctantly opened his eyes, and he had to squint to see clearly. There was a flashlight almost in his face, and a small group of humans at the entrance of the den. Ironhide immediately jumped up and growled deeply, forcing the man with the flashlight to back off. Ironhide tried to use his bulk to block Chromia, who had now waken up as well.

"There! Behind him!" exclaimed one of the men. "It's a blue-furred female!"

"Blue?" shouted another man. "That's a first!" One man moved forward, and Ironhide jumped at him. Ironhide roared as something pierced deeply into his side, and he fell to the ground and stumbled back. The sharp object was swung again at Ironhide, this time leaving a large gash over his eye. Ironhide roared as two men grabbed his Chromia and shot her twice in the chest. They dragged her out of the den and into the dark of the night, and Ironhide was barely able to follow. There were trucks waiting for the men to load Chromia into. Ironhide limped after the men, and when he had the opportunity, Ironhide sunk his teeth deep into one of the man's legs. He howled in pain and rage and reached back to confront his attacker. Ironhide couldn't move out of the way fast enough because of his injuries, and another knife slashed his side again. Ironhide collapsed on the ground and he watched helplessly as his mate was loaded onto the truck, and the truck roared to life and sped away. Ironhide gathered up his last strength and staggered after the truck, following the smoke exhaust and the tire tracks. Ironhide walked for what felt like days without stopping, despite his horrible wounds. In the end, he collapsed onto the ground from exhaustion, lack of nutrition, and blood loss. He howled pitifully as he lay there, unable to get back up. Ironhide had lost the most important thing in his life, and he was unable to get her back.

Ironhide sighed again and forced himself to stop thinking about his past. He looked back at the moon, shining sullenly down upon the Earth. The moon had looked exactly the same as that night all those years ago. Ironhide wasn't always as grumpy and irritable as he was now. Chromia's death had scarred him forever. For it is the things that happen in life that shape a person.

Soooooo, what'd ya think? Sorry it's so short. Please leave a review! They are greatly appreciated!

~Sierra