Chapter 4

Wildfire

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Toboe: Omfg! Gosh guys I'm really sorry it's been so long! I have been crazy busy. I know that is often my excuse but hey it's true. With school, senior year, hurricane Ike… Anyway I hope this helps to fill in any plot holes I left you with on the last chapter! So on with the story!

The air left Toboe's lungs as he stared at Kiba.

He wanted him to leave her. Leave Sano as the last of her breath escaped form her body. Leave her to the fate of the humans- who would take her away and used her for their experiments when her body should be left in peace. He wanted him to leave her- just like he left Toboe.

A horrible insane growl ripped itself from Toboe's throat like a savage animal. His tail was straight up as he stood next to Sano's body.

"I will never," he snarled, "leave one of my own. I will never abandon them. Go make your own path. Mine ends here!"

Kiba snarled back.

"Are you so ready to throw your own life away for a carcass? She is gone Toboe, now get moving or you will fail the rest of your pack! Their deaths will be because of you!" He staked closer to the other wolf, fur spiked, fangs gleaming. He and Toboe were nose to nose, tails raised as they challenged one another. "Are you so ready to become a murderer?" He growled.

"I HATE YOU!" Toboe screamed and threw himself on top of Kiba. The others circled unsure of what to do. Toboe bit deep into the ruff of fur on Kiba's neck, shaking as hard as he could. The other wolf snarled and twisted, bring his own jaws around to sink deep into Toboe's hind leg. The other wolf yelped and let go of Kiba's neck. Jerking to the side he tore free and jumped back. Crimson blood leaked from the once pup's mangled leg, yet he stood proud and stable. Cunning eyes watched the older wolf who glared back with the same fire.

"That is it Toboe. I have been calm. I have been patient. I have tried to be understanding, BUT ENOUGH!" He dashed forward and back, leaving a crimson slash on the pup's chest. "It's time for you to get over it!"

Toboe darted forward to, leaving his own mark on the white wolf's leg.

"I don't leave my pack behind!"

"AND NIETHER DID I!"

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Kawa slide up to Blue. Tears in her eyes, she turned to the older she wolf.

"How can we get them to stop," she whispered; voice aquiver, "how can we stop them?"

"You can't"

Blue's gaze was sad as she watched the fighting pair. All around the others did the same. Chris watched from behind Danflor's leg. Jack curled around Sano's body, whimpering softly, yet his eyes never left his leader. Hige stood next to Blue, Tsume under the shadow of a large tree.

"Anger like this… can't be stopped" Blue whispered, "Like a wildfire it grows and grows till it can consume mountains. This fire has been growing for years. I don't know if it can ever be stopped. It might never go away."

Kawa whimpered. Never was a long time.

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"I looked up to you! I trusted you!" Toboe's voice was thick with venom, "And look where that got me!" They clashed again and fur went flying. The sound of their snarls echoed through the forest. Bach and forth they went. Blood splattered the ground. The distant sounds of sirens faded. The wind died down. The moon climbed in the sky.

"Stop"

And somehow the two wolves stopped. They were panting hard. Blood leaked from multiple gashes but they had to. In fount of them, the flower maiden. Her slim hands reached towards them, outlined by the moon. Sightless eyes overfilled with tears.

"So much pain"

She took a step forward. Then another. And another. She reached forward almost falling to embrace the wolf.

But it was not Kiba.

Her arms were wrapped around Toboe's neck, fingers intertwining in his fur like vines. Sobs racked her body; her face was buried in Toboe's chest. Arms shaking she clutched the rigid wolf.

Ever so slowly, Toboe sunk to the ground Cheza clinging to him. His eyes were cloudy, unseeing, focused not on the wolves in front of him but on something only he could see.

Deep inside the darkest reaches of his heart a war had been fighting for years no one had one. Just endless bloodshed. His soul had darkened, tainted by the sights he had seen, the pain he had endured. Dark anger, which had tore him up from the inside out. He saw this. And he embraced it. It was this anger that had made him strong! But he also remembered earlier times, times that had faded with each passing day. Times that were soft and gentle.

This flower pulled him from the war. She made the sides stop. She brought peace.

"Peace"

Toboe: OMG you all must hate me. Sorry it took me so long to update. I have just been so absorbed with other things. It took a message from one of you to remind me that it is cruel to leave a story unfinished. So I will finish. Don't worry. I shall not abandon you again!! Loves. 3