The black wolf gave a playful grin,
"Welcome Nightmoon." He flashed a smile then with muscular legs he took off running in the opposite direction.
"Stormmoon!" She cried rushing after her former alpha. Something lit up inside NIghtmoon as she saw her leader happy and healthy. Adrenaline coursed through the wolfess as she sprinted after Stormmoon. "Storm!" He flashed her a glance every once in a while but for the most part those gray eyes stayed facing forward. She could feel her energy burning away as the chase continued and her legs began to tire. She put on one last burst of speed one last burst of hope, one last burst of life. Stretching her legs, faster, faster! The ground raced by, trees passed as if they were running too. Soon she passed Stormmoon and she stopped right in his path.
"Congratulations, Night you have caught your final gift. Not many do so." Nightmoon simply nodded for she lacked even enough breath to speak.
"With your final gift I give swiftness. May you use it to think quickly and find trouble before it strikes." As they touched noses she found the gift to be soothing. A relaxing wave as in came over her. He sat down to fade away as all th rest did but before he went as black gently became gray.
"Nightmoon. Beware the…" his voice trailed off as he faded away and Nightmoon awoke.
"Woah!" she called as off balanced she skidded down the rocky slope. THUD. She closed her eyes and stayed there for a few moments trying to puzzle out what Stormmo- no he had wanted her to call him Storm. Well whatever his name was he had tried to warn her. Beware the. The what? She tiredly got to her paws, licking the dirt from her pelt and white mark on her chest which had turned a pale brown. She began the travel back squinting at the sunlight which had not been in the Skies of Mysticpack. When her hunger became more than she could bear, she began to stalk a fat squirrel. Slowly she began to walk up to the squirrel. No silly crouches, just a pounce. Swift and quiet, Nightmoon landed on the squirrel and began to solve her hunger. Hot sun began to seep into her black fur driving her to the shadows. A familiar scent surrounded her when she inhaled. Rustling in the bushes caught her attention; she could tell it was wolf. Slow steady steps. Nightmoon glided through the bushes to a familiar black pelt.
"Raven!"
"Night?" the familiar voice brought comfort and happiness to the young Alpha.
"Raven! I'm back!"
"Nightmoon!" The glossy wolfess smiled with her pale green eyes as she rushed to her friend. She had had a hard whelp-hood. She had been one of five like a normal whelp. Her siblings had disappeared mysteriously, presumed cub-napped, presumed dead. Nightmoon had been born a few days later and when two weeks passed and the blind could see, Raven was the first thing Nightmoon had seen. The two bonded quickly after that. Rubbing muzzles with her best friend she couldn't get enough, she was alpha! Alpha! She was leader! Alpha! Laughing and chatting as they had when they were young.
"Nightmoon!" Echo shrieked as her sister padded to the pack.
"Echo!" Rushing to her littermate. "Steel, Fang? Ember, Hazel? Timber, Azalea? And Jasper? It was a long list but they weren't all littermates, but still siblings. Echo, Steel, Ember and Hazel made Nightmoon one of an average litter of six. Timber, Azalea and Jasper were a tiny litter of three born last season cycle.
"Night?" A smaller black wolf with typical yellow eyes stepped out of a tiny make shift den. The pack traveled. Staying in one place allows danger to find you. Danger is bad.
"Azalea?!" Seeing her older sister filled Nightmoon with joy. The three sisters curled up close together pitch black pelts swirled into one. The thin wolfess stuck her head out of the huddle. "Raven, don't be a stranger! Come here and be family, you are family." Wave had adopted Raven along with the rest of her pups and they were family. With a small smile Raven joined the warm cuddle.
"Are we cuddling? Why was I not alerted?" A big black wolf stepped into the current camp. He had a fully white underbelly and legs like the average wolf but he had the big black body of the Moonpack.
"Steel!" He was a big softy. As long as he wasn't mad. He was cold as steel when he wasn't with family. A smirk covered his face, "So Night, Moon how does it feel to be alpha?" She puffed out her chest showing off her tiny splotch of white, rimmed in deep gray.
"Well it feels great to be in charge of you!"
"Oh little sis! I always knew there were big plans ahead if ya!" He pushed her so that her paws left the ground. Dust was kicked up and Nightmoon's single white toe turned a pale brown. She let a smile coat her face as her brother greeted her with her proper name.
"Timber! Oh Timber I did it! I'm Nightmoon!" The small group continued to celebrate until reality began. "Pack, I'm leader how long was I gone?" Worry overtook the wolf black wolfess.
"Only a sun cycle." Azalea assured her younger sister.
"We found a herd of deer but no one was sent out to hunt, we decided as a pack to hunt as a pack once you came back. The first snow will be upon us soon. The meat will last longer." Raven kept her calm voice that Nightmoon was very thankful for.
"Is everyone back?" She turned her head around the camp that was she was now in charge of.
"I think so. Do you need something?" Timber asked. His sister nodded. She jumped up to a large rock then up again to a low hanging thick tree limb. She threw back her head in a long high howl.
"AAAAAaaawwwooooooooooooooooo oooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ooooooo!"
Heads came out of dens and fluffy tails flew through the entrance of camp. Murmurs rippled through out the wolves,
"NIghtmoon?"
"We have an alpha now!"
"Long live!" Anticipation flowed through the camp coursing within.
"Um I've called this meeting to discuss a few key points. First I grieve as I say the words out loud. Stormmoon has left us and has settled happily in Mysticpack. I am your new leader and I love this Pack with all my heart and soul and I will only do what I truly feel is right. Second, I have gained word that a large herd of deer has blessed us with their presence right before the Great snow sets in." She glanced at the sky holding the sun high in the sky. "Tomorrow at Moonhigh we will attack! And my final point, as you know Stormmoon left us before Berry was fully trained, therefore I cannot be fully trained either. As tradition states Moonpack shall have an alliance with another pack, so I may receive my full training as a healer. I do not want to make this descion alone. Should you have a preference, please come see me." She nodded and leapt down from the rock and made her way to the other end of camp preparing to listen to all.
hey so this is a spare time story I won't update alot just when i have spare time on my hands. and here are some wolf traditions you may want to know.
1.) the tests when one becomes an alpha, they must pass 5 tests. they do not have to pass all five tests, but the more they pass the better the leader. that's why it's a big deal that Nightmoon gained all her gifts. one gift per pack. founder(cosmos, starpack, Moonpack, Sunpack and skypack.) WOLF LEADERS ONLY HAVE ONE LIFE!
2.)Names. All the names are one word. night, steel fang dawn leaf berry storm. only alphas have the double name. NIghtmoon, Brightsun, Darksky, Silverstar Petalmoon, Wllowsun, Dusksky, Specklestar. the name depends on what pack they are chosen to lead.
3.)Assistant healer. an Alpha is a healer and leader, but Since things happen to leaders the assistant healer is in charge of knowing herbs and teaching the newest alpha. Still an ordinary warrior just has extra knowledge. Not an super honorary position is not a medicine wolf. PAck does not always have to have assistant healer.
4.)New Alphas. a leader doesn't choose a successor until he/she is on her death bed. If a battle death happens then they go to Mysticpack and contact a successor.
5.)Mysticpack. Wolves StarClan
6.) Pack alliances. in a case like Nightmoon's the one to teach her herbs is isn't ready Alpha can be sent to a different pack for lessons. on the condition of the pack does not attack the other.
7.) Wars. battled between packs happen more often than in the warriors world. there are no certian hunting bondaries and packs move so they bunmp into each other hostilely often.
and this was really long but I think that's all you need to know, please PM me any questions at all! Bye! -Sky