Chapter1
Pup den
The first thing I remember was a jumble of information suddenly collapsing on me at once. I couldn't see a thing because my eyes remained shut. The first thing that I could decipher from the confusion was the comforting scent of warm milk. From the amount of heat radiating around me, I could tell that a larger she-wolf was settled next to me. I believed her to be my mother. I could also feel a smaller, more masculine presence. This was the first encounter that I had with my brother. I tried to stretch my senses outward and could smell several other she-wolves and a single tom that started nuzzling me so I trusted him to be my father. I tried to start memorizing smells but it was impossible. "Her brothers eyes are open, what wrong with her? Why aren't her eyes open?" The tom had a husky, intimidating voice, he was an older male for sure. "Hers will open in there own time." My mother had a gentle, soft voice. She was very calming, for sure a great mother. She tucked her tail a but tighter around my brother and I out of fear. Like she was worried that there really was something wrong with me. It upset me to feel her worried so I opened my eyes to see if I could help. I saw six she-wolves circled around my brother, mother, and I. My father was among them. The moment I opened my eyes everyone looked as if they all got slapped, it scared me. My mother must have sensed my fear, for she growled at them to back off. My mother was a ginger wolf with a white stripe down her back, a plain but some how loving look. My father was the only tom in the compacted cave, he had a white pelt with black patches. There was a lot of murmuring about the cave but I really only heard one in particular that stood out above the rest. "Do you think she could be the one, in the prophesy?" What were they talking about? What prophesy? "She sure has some strange eyes!" What was wrong with my eyes? I saw a puddle on the far side of the cave and walked to it to see what was wrong with me. What I saw scared me, I had no eyes, instead I had a pale blue mist in the shape of eyes.