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Note from the author; Hey, hey, hey, it's xxJazzyxMaexx! This is the first chapter of Barren, and I figured you all might want to read more, so, here's the story!
~ xxJazzyxMaexx
"What if there was more to the story than we know? What if Huttser didn't fall in love with Palla first? What if Morgra, of all she-wolves, was the First Drappa? There is more to the story than we know. All of the things you've been told, young one, are propaganda. Listen close, and – no questions yet, little one – relax. You're in Tsinga's care, now."
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Barren
[Chapter I: Palla's Secret]
It was a while before Huttser and Morgra finally found a decent den to stay the night in. As the pregnant she-wolf waddled into the abandoned bear cave, Huttser's ears perked. Morgra, sensing something was wrong, swiveled her head around to look at the Dragga.
"Huttser?" She woofed, almost demanding his answer. "What's wrong?"
Huttser knew better than to keep secrets from the Drappa, but he knew that this could be urgent.
"Nothing, my dear," He panted, wagging his tail to reassure her. "but I must go and mark the trees around us, so no other Varg will bother you in your sweet slumber."
Morgra's eyes narrowed into slits, but she nodded nonetheless.
"Very well then, Huttz, dear," She woofed finally, suspicion saturating her tone like poison as she gave Huttser his pet name. "Go, and I shall see you in a little while."
"Palla?"
A beautiful she-wolf with a sleek muzzle and bushy silver ears trotted into view, and the Dragga, who had kept his promise to Morgra and started marking the trees, woofed a greeting to her. As soon as the she-wolf saw him, she broke into a run and toppled into him, pinning him down and yipping with glee.
"Huttser!" She cried, "Oh, Huttser! I thought I'd never see you again! I thought that-"
"Palla, pipe down, damn it!" The Dragga's eyes were wide in fear and his ears were flat with worry. "We don't want Morgra to come out here and see you! You know how your sister is with things she doesn't know about!"
Palla, a little hurt by the Dragga's harsh tone, backed off of him, her tail between her legs and her ears flat.
"Right, Huttser," She whimpered, "I'm sorry."
Huttser got to his paws and beckoned the she-wolf with his tail over to a boulder that was out of the way of any direct line of view.
"What was it you wanted to tell me?" He woofed, worry swimming in the depths of his pupils.
Palla, worried about what the Dragga might say to her secret, looked down at her paws. She flattened her bushy ears as she started to rock from side to side nervously. Her tail started to bush out to twice its normal size. Finally, after a long, dreadful silence, Palla looked into Huttser's yellow orbs and cried a shrill sound.
"I'm expecting your pups!"