Chapter 1
Six dark, black shadows glaze across the land. Their eyes glow yellow, and their fur ruffles as the bone chilling snow drifts over the frozen tundra. Whispers pass between two wolves. "When do we start?" "Shut up WolfFur, he's coming!" yowls the second wolf.
"What?" one of the she-wolves jumps what a large wolf steps into view. He stops and stretches his long limbs, and opens his mouth. Showing off his large, yellow, and crooked teeth.
"Hello, WolfFur b ." The black-grey wolf stares down the brown she-wolf, as she tries to look cheerful. "Hhh-hi, SharpFang I didn't know you would be joining in on this hunt." WolfFur answers nervously, still trying to hide her fright.
"Stupid wolf, she thinks I'm not going on an elk hunt because of pups. What do I look like? A den watcher?" GrizzlyFur says. "Watch your touge GrizzlyFur. She was just saying you never usually go on small scouting trips like this. Calm your fur." SharpFang says.
A jet-black wolf with yellowish paws steps into view. "If you guys are done being fools, then maybe you won't scare off the prey next time." The wolf says raising a paw to indicate a fleeing elk. "Now let's get a move on."
All the wolves look at him like he's nuts. "Don't back talk us Omega! You don't have that kind of authority!" "GrizzlyFur's right. You have not right to backtalk any of us! Or we will take your fur in chunks!" The once sleek and black fur on SharpFang's back is now bristling and I voice raises to a yowl "After all you are just an Omega." He snarls.
GoldenFur doesn't even flinch, even under the threating stares from the five other wolves in the clearing. He holds back a chuckle. "Good luck with that. The only fur that will fly will be the grass you claw up."
GoldenFur turns around and dashes into the bushes before any wolf can react. Within a few moments you hear a loud elk yelp, and GoldenFur walks back into the clearing with a carcass on his back.
The weight of the dead animal would barely be tolerable by the strongest of pack gladiators. This lowly Omega seems able to lift the animal as if it was a baby rabbit. That was astounding. Although everyone does know the story.
Long ago when HowlingWind and GoldenFur were den mates as pups the previous pack leader, SilverBrine, took them on a journey to the edges of the territory. A week long journey for just two little pups.
When they all stopped to sleep, GoldenFur had a dream from the Wolf Goddess Lupa, telling him to climb the Earth Shaker. A single, lone barren mountain in the edge of the territory to recover the ancient Claws of The Wind Breaker. A hero of old who everyone thought was just a legend.
The next morning the pack leader and HowlingWind traced GoldenFur's scent to the base of the mountain. And a few more days later they two wolves returned to camp telling everyone that he was dead. But actually he found a secret cave which lead deep into the heart of the mountain, and had found the Claws. He also had used them successfully to protect himself from four bears during the journey.
Lupa had also told him to return the claws to the sacred grove, where he claimed to have witnessed the Goddess herself descend from the stars to claim the artifact and return to the heavens. And while doing so had blessed the pup with supernatural powers of strength, speed, sight, hearing, and smell. But the blessing also wouldn't take effect until he grew up to be a gladiator.
Around three months after the tragic news of GoldenClaw's "death" his mother had died of grief, and the leader had died protecting the camp from bears. The whole camp was shaken to the core. And the only one able to carry them on was HowlingWind. So he became leader of the pack.
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