A/N: I'm debating whether or not to also write the War that happened 10 years ago. Please -PM/Add to your Review- if you think I should. Thanks! :-)

Oh, and by the way, this is Part II of Silverflash! (These chapters will be relatively longer than Part I). Also, I just figured out -haha- how to get the horizontal lines, so that should help with timeskips, which are usually only a few hours, anyway.

The morning light flooded into my little cubbyhole. I grunted and rolled over, refusing to face the outside world. I couldn't do this. Why was it me who Lupus chose? A speck of dirt fell on my nostril. I let out an earsplitting sneeze. Ugh. I brought myself onto all four feet. Now's the time. I backed up until my rump pressed up against the wall of the ditch. I let out a growl as I sprinted forward and leapt up onto the ground above. The guard wolf, whom I had never seen before, turned around, his eyes full of amazement. I gave him a wink and brushed past him, roaring across the ground, my feet flying—barely touching the dirt beneath me. The wind bellowed into my face as I ran press-paw speed, away. Far away from the Alzaar Pack. I barked to the sky, my tongue lolling out of my mouth as I ran, my tail flapping in the harsh breeze. I'm outta here! I wanted to bark to the world, but I knew it was better if I kept quiet so Snowfear wouldn't find me as easy. But my scent—there was no doubt him or maybe the hunters of the Pack would be right on my tail. I had to get a head start, and fast. There was no time to waste.

I didn't have a clue—nor did I care—how long I had been running, but I could feel the adrenaline burning out. I couldn't do this much longer. Just then, a Swiklen Eagle, the rarest eagle, swooped below the tree line. I swear I could see Lupus in its eyes. I practically did a rear before I climbed another notch and ran faster than I thought was possible. The wind stung my eyes, causing them to tear. I let out a small howl and ran faster, keeping my body under the Swiklen's shadow. I slowed, exhausted, atop of a large crested hill. The Valaan Forest was long gone. Now I stood in tall, swaying golden-yellow grass as tall as my shoulder with a bright baby blue sky and swirling clouds just barely out of reach. I was now standing in the Holemoner Grasslands.

I had currently reached a barrier. Where should I go? To the South was the Rihon Flower Field and to the West was the Sahr Desert and to the North was the Vonce` Forest. I had just come from the Valaan Forest to the East. Northward, between the Valaan Forest and the Holemoner Grasslands laid the Bindodo Mountain Range. I could travel almost anywhere. But I needed to know where Phantom would know to find me. If I headed North, I could risk running into some fellow Wolves from the Alzaar Pack, but I also didn't know where any of the other Pack's Outside Scouts may be. Travelling outside of Pack territory was only for the insane-minded and foolish unless made to do so. There was a good chance of a long and painful death. Going straight Northward was out of the question, and if I headed South, I would hit a jut of land heading into the ocean. So I wouldn't be going South, either.

I trotted forward, towards the Sahr Desert. I'd have to risk dehydration and possible death, but if I could go North from there, I would have a better chance at finding Phantom. There were no permanent known sources of water where I was going. My life was hanging on a thin line known as 'luck'.

The golden, parched grass began to fade away to bright, lush green foliage and brush. To have such life must mean that water is near! I loped forward, my aching paws barely carrying me on. The Sun reflected off of the surface of—water. I walked forward swiftly, and eagerly. I peered into its murky depths. There wasn't any sign of a living animal around the pond's edges. Egh. I let out a blustery sigh. So this is what I've come to? Living on mucky water…. I drank less eagerly than I had advanced, and waded through the water to the other side where I came up to a hill top. Below me lay the Sahr Desert and its white bleached sand. I looked backwards at the lively greenery behind me to the pale dead wasteland before me. This is going to be a long journey. I trotted down the hill, my paws tripping on every stone. They could be just a mile away and I wouldn't know it, but I couldn't move any faster. I walked, lifting my legs up high, trying to avoid the blazing hot sand.

The sun beat down on my coat, the sand burned through my paw pads, but I couldn't think of looking back. Snowfear could kill me for leaving the Pack.

It was nearing the end of Sun Time and I still hadn't found a source of water to get a quick sip from. My throat felt parched and withered up. Sand choked me as it blew into my nostrils and mouth from the strong gale.

I stumbled, my legs faltering. I needed water and rest. But I was also starving, and I could just smell the scent of a Harem of Balaen Hogs. I trotted forward, my tail waving in the air, my ears perked up. Food! Then I saw them, one bull and two females—and a young calf. I darted to my right where some brush could hide me. The bull paced off from his Harem just a little—just enough for me to make my move. I gave all I had, my muscles bulging as I bolted towards the calf. The two females turned around and started baying to the bull. One of them charged, her tusks thrusting into the air in warning. I continued to run forward, swerving out of her way, my eyes locked on my target.

The calf squealed, its thin twig-like legs wobbling under its weight. I blocked out all of the other Hogs, but I had made a mistake. I leapt into the air, my jaws wide open, ready to clamp shut on the calf's throat. Then, out of nowhere, the bull charged and impaled his tusks into my side. I let out a howl, my legs flailing in the air. He didn't put me down. I snarled, attempting to thrash my claws at him. He reared, and then slammed me into the ground.

My blood spurted into the sky. It landed like a spray of mist over the Desert's sand. I shut my eyes tight, my side burning. The bull tore his tusks out of me and rounded up his Harem. They left. I could just hear their pounding hooves over my own thumping heart. No. No! I lifted my head and howled until my throat felt ready to explode. The strong metallic smell of blood reached my nostrils. I looked over to my side and saw two perfect shaped holes with oozing blood. I grimaced and put my head back down. I literally couldn't move. I was defeated, and Lupus did I need Phantom. Lethargy overcame me and I fell into a restless sleep.

I felt hot air on my flank. I lifted half of my body up. "Phantom?" I asked. I whirled around sort of dreamily and tired. I opened my mouth, a smile on my face. But it wasn't Phantom breathing on me. No, it wasn't even a Wolf.

"Oh… snap." I barked in pure terror at the beast as I stared into the glazed green eyes of… a Xeneo. My eyes widened in fright, my hackles bristled. Then I felt the same sensation on my flank. I wheeled around. There was another Xeneo. Two more appeared. I was trapped. I had let them build a kill circle around me. "Oh Lupus," I cursed again. I couldn't stop myself. Xeneo's weren't supposed to be in the Sahr Desert! My heart pelted against my chest. There was no way out.

One growled, its fangs slicing the air. All four of them began to circle me and slowly began to come closer. They could kill me easily, just one could. But they were known to have… a little fun with their prey. Chills reverberated through my marrow. My stomach turned stone cold. I breathed heavily, my nostrils flaring.

"Phantom…." I whispered. "Please." I didn't even know why I had whispered for Phantom. I was truly, without a doubt, going crazy.

I snarled at them; I turned myself counterclockwise with them, never letting one of them leave my sight. As long as I could see just a piece of each of them, I would know where they were. I suppressed a whine, transforming it into a menacing growl. The Xeneo's had almost a twinkle in their eye. They would never fear me. I let out a sigh, attempting to calm myself. I continued to turn with them while they continued to circle me. They were getting bored. They wanted me to put up a fight. Okay, fine. Bring it on! I leapt into the air, and landed on one of their backs. I dug my fangs into the back of its neck and flung my head side to side, thrusting its head along with me. The others began to charge. One came up and charged the front of the Xeneo I was standing on.

I smirked and pulled up my Xeneo's head until I heard a crack. The other Xeneo pummeled into mine and fell. I scrambled down and ran as fast as I could, my fur matted by the intense wind. I had only been able to beat two of them because they had gotten careless. This Pack was definitely were not the brightest. I panted as I flew over the ground. I could hear the other two. They were nearing; their loud, thundering feet clashed into the ground just behind me. I felt a tooth snare at my hind and I yelped and kicked into a higher gear.

I licked at my teeth to catch taste of the blood. But it wasn't there. I took a peek past my shoulder as I ran. The Xeneo's were gone. They never left their prey alive. I pulled up hard, the chalky colored sand flying, forming a cloud. I turned around and stared off to where the Xeneo's should be. I blinked, trying to figure out what happened.

I hadn't even been able to smell them coming…. I would've known they were there…. And they seemed to just appear. Bane sent them! At first I relaxed, thinking that I had figured it all out. Then a chill ran down my spine. He's sending monsters after me. What if he has bigger, larger, stronger, never-seen-before beasts? And where is Phantom?