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Wolfy: I know that wolves are kind. I love wolves. But just because wolves are kind in genral dosn't mean that every individual wolf is nice. Shayla is just that way because she is. It's not because she's a wolf that she's like that. It's just because that's her personality. Crescent wasn't ashamed that her mother was a wolf, she was ashamed that she was so cold. And she knew people misunderstood wolves. That's why she never told them. Thanks for the feedback and PLEASE keep reviewing.
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Chapter 8-
Rocky's POV
I watched Crescent race away from us, my heart breaking in two. I glance at Zuma and Skye, my look of disbeleif and bewilderment reflected on their faces. I then look back at Crescent, her figure getting smaller and smaller as she raced away. I immediatly turn to my tag. "Crescent! Come in Crescent! Please!" There's no reply. Then Skye walked up to me. "She doesn't have a tag genius." She said. I blush in embarrasment. "Oh, right." I say quickly. "We should go after her. Now!" I yelp worriedly. Without waiting for their reply, I spin around and race off as fast as my legs can carry me. I have only one thought in my mind, and that was to reach her at any cost. I had to get to her. To comfort her. To tell her I was sorry. I had never felt this way about anybody except for her. She made somthing in me tingle every time I saw her. My fur stood up every time she touched me. And it broke my heart when I saw her sad. All I knew was that I needed to find her and make her happy again. I soon lost sight of her, but I followed her scent. Getting closer with every pawstep. I could hear Zuma and Skye panting behind me, trying to keep up. Even though I'm exhausted, I double my speed. Detirmined to catch up with Crescent. "I really don't care that she's half wolf. I love her for who she is." I whisper. Then I catch myself. Did I just say that I love her? "I can't love her! I just freakin met her!" I growl quietly at myself. But in my heart I know it's true. I admit it. I love Crescent. And nothing in the world is going to stop me from reaching her.
Crescent's POV
I run faster than I ever have in my life, tears streaming down my face and flying off into the breeze. I only ran away because I didn't want them to see me cry. Once was enough. They don't need to see it again. I know they're following me. I can sense it. But right now, I don't care. I can tell that Rocky felt different about me than other girls. I didn't get it. He was able to talk to Skye without blushing, or stuttering, or tripping over his own paws. "Why is he so different around me?" I ask myself. Then it hit's me like a slap. "He likes me." I whisper to myself, slowing to a trot. "I need some time to think." I whisper into the breeze. I quickly retrace my pawsteps and swerve off to the side. "That should fool em long enough for me to think things over." I say and dissapear behind a large rock. Then I settle down and rest my head on my paws. My father always told me that things can be explained to you in dreams somtimes, so I close my eyes and focus on one thing. Sleep.
Rocky's POV
I'm panting hard. My body's slowing down from the lack of rest. Zuma and Skye were at least a quarter mile behind me. They had collapsed long ago. But I kept going. Racing after Crescent with every fiber of my being. But I knew I'd have to rest soon. I finally slow to a jog, but continue to walk forward, following her paw prints. I'm able to follow them for awhile, but then they suddenly stop. "What? How can she..." Then I realize she must hve gone back some. So I retrace her pawsteps and find that tey swerve off to the side. I continue to follow them until I spot Crescent. She's curled up into a tight ball, her tail wrapped over her nose like a fox. Being careful not to wake her, I settle down next to her, watching her dream, and think once again how beauiful she is. I sigh. "Rocky. Stop it. She's leaving after Zuma better, remember?" I whisper quietly to myself. But no matter how much I want to accept it I can't. I like her too much. I suddenly tink about what her reaction will be when she finds me next to her when she wakes up. But right now I don't care. I just rest my head on my paws and close my eyes, falling into a peaceful sleep.
Regular POV
Crescent opened her eyes and found herself in a grassy feild. There was no sign of Rocky or the others, and no trees around. She knew subconsciencly that she was dreaming, but got up and walked around. "Rocky? Zuma? Skye?" She shouted. There was no reply except her own echo firing back at her. She continued to wander aimlessly, looking for any signs of life. There was no birdsong, no scuffling of feild mice in the grass, not even a stray butterfly. Just sky and grass that seemed to stretch on forever. After wandering for sometime, Crescent heard a rustling in the bushes behind her. She turned around, crouching low with her ears pressed back and her teeth beared in a snarl. "Who's there?" She yowled. "I'm not afraid of you! Show yourself!" She growled. Preparing herself for an attack. Then she spotted a lean figure trotting twords her. Crescent crouched even lower and prepared herself to leap, her tail strait out. As the figure got closer, she realized it was a dog. A husky. And a familliar one at that. At once she sat down. Her head tilting to the side and a smile spreading across her muzzle. The male husky sat down infront of her. Pride and joy in his eyes. He smiled at Crescent. "Hello my daughter." He said. Crescent's tail began to wag. "Ranger." She whispered. "Is it really you?" Ranger nodded. Crescent couldn't help it. She tipped back her head and howled with delight. Then she raced towrds her father and tackled him with a huge hug. He chuckled and hugged her back. Than they both sat up again. Crescent looked up at her father. "Dad. Not that I'm totally phyced that your here. How are you here? I mean. I thought you were dead." Her voice crcked as she finished. Ranger smiled at her. "Your dreaming Crescent. And yes, unfortuneatly the shepherds won all those moons ago." Crescent felt a tear dripping down her face, but wiped it away before her father could see it. Ranger smiled again. "I came into your dream because I need to tell you somthing important." He glanced aroung to make sure no ine was around and leaned down to meet Crescent's eye level. "First of all. I need to tell you that I'm very proud of you. You managed to get your siblings to saftey. And even though Hutch you knew you'd probably never find Hutch, you still continued to looke for him after he'd been captured. You managed to get Misty into a good home no matter how much it hurt you. You wanted what was best for them. No matter how it made you feel. And then." He smiled. "You managed to save that little lab. You saved him and managed to make some new friends in the process." Then he smirked. "Like that silver mixed breed." He teased. Crescent glared at him.
"Oh yeah? What about him?" She challanged.
Ranger laughed. "Look at you. Your just like your mother." He laughed. Then broke off and looked at her seriously. "That's the other thing I needed to tell you." He took a deep breath and started again. "Crescent. Your mother, Shayla, well she's, um." He face pawed.
"What." Crescent said desperately. "She's what?"
Ranger just decided to blurt it all out. "She's not dead. I just told you that so I didn't have to tell you what really happaned. " Then he peered down at his daughter with sorrow in is eyes.
Crescent couldn't beleive it. Her father had been lying to her all along. She felt her eyes start to fill with tears, but she stopped tem from spilling. She then looked up at her father. Her joy and excitment replaced by rage and disbeleif. She growled, and nobody could have imagined what she said next.
"You have no idea how much damage you've done." She said coldly and turned away from him.
Ranger walked over and sat beside Crescent. He turned to her. "Crescent. I'm so..." He didn't even have time to finish.
"HOW DARE YOU NOT TELL ME MY MOTHER WAS ALIVE!" Crescent shouted in her father's face.
"I'M HER FREAKIN DAUGTER! AND YOU TOLD ME SHE WAS DEAD FROM THE TIME I WAS A PUP! AND WHY? JUST BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T HAVE ENOUGH COURAGE TO TELL US WHAT HAPPENED! WHAT AM I GOING TO TELL HUTCH AND MISTY HUH? SORRY MISTY. OUR FATHER IS A LYING JERK WHO NEVER TOLD US OUR MOTHER WAS ALIVE JUST BECAUSE HE WAS TOO SCARED TO! OH MY GOD! HOW CAN YOU HAVE NOT TOLD ME THIS! WHERE IS SHE NOW? HUH DAD? IF SHE'S NOT DEAD WERE IS SHE?" Then she stopped and took a series of breaths. She lhen looked back at him, the rage in her eyes replaced with a desperate desire to know. "Where is she dad? I know she's a wolf but, where is she? Why didn't you just tell us what happened? What DID happen?" She asked. Ranger flattened his ears and hung his head. "I'm sorry." He said just loud enough for her to hear. "I'm truly sorry." Crescent's eyes softened and she nuzzled into his fur. "It's okay dad." She said. "I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have yelled. I was just mad." Ranger nuzzled her back. "It's okay. It's my fault. I should have told you." Then Crescent stepped back. "Dad. What really happened to mom. I really want to know." She said. "Please."
Ranger sighed and looked at her. "Well, you see." Then he eyed the sky. "I'm sorry Crescent. It's time for you to wake up. You have to get Zuma back home." Crescent shook her head.
"I can't wake up yet! I have to know what happaned!" She yowled desperately. Ranger just nuzzled her again. "This isn't goodbye, Crescent. I'll visit you in dreams again soon. Remember. Have faith and courage, and you'll be able to face any enemy. I beleive in you." He said softly. Then he stepped away. "No Ranger! Don't leave yet! I have to know!" She tried to walk forward, but her paws wouldn't budge. She tried calling his name again, but no sound came out. The image of her father got fainter and fainter until it was completely gone. "Stay strong my daughter. I will be watching over you." She heard his voice echo in her ears and felt herself being embraced by warm paws. Then all went black.
Crescent awoke with a start. The faint sound of Ranger's voice still echoing in her head. She missed him more than ever now. She looked up at the sky and saw that it was nearly dawn. I've slept all day and all night! She realized. Then she looked up at the fast fading stars and whispered; "I miss you dad. May you find eternal peace in Heaven. I will await your return." Only then did she notice a certian silver eco pup sleeping beside her. Her first thought, "Get away from me you lazy mutt!" Her second thought, "Why is he here? And where are Zuma and Skye?" She smiled. He's kinda cute. For a numbskull. She thought. Then she shook her head. No. I shouldn't be thinking like that. I'm leaving. After Zuma's healed I'm never going to see him again. That's my choise. She thought. Then she stood up, waking up Rocky. "Huh? Ryder? You know I'm not a morning pup." He grumbled and rolled onto his side. Crescent rolled her eyes. "It's not Ryder. It's me cloud-brain! Get up!" She growled and butted his side with her head. "Ouch! Okay okay, sheesh!" He grumbled then opened his eyes. He gasped when he saw who was standing infront of him. "Crescent! I'm sorry! I uh..."
"Come on. Let's find Zuma and Skye and get going." Crescent growled before he could finish. She only caught a glimpse of the hurt in his eyes before she turned and stalked away. Rocky's ears drooped. "Crescent." He whispered. Then, with a reluctant sigh, he got up and followed Crescent.
The two walked for while in akward scilence, Crescent had her nose to the ground, following her own scent back towrds the spot where she last saw Zuma and Skye. Rocky lagged behind her, his ears pressed aginst his head and his tail between his legs. Salty tears filled his eyes and thretened to drip down his face. He watched his crush track Zuma and Skye, occaisionally going back to make sure she didn't miss somthing. After awhile she stopped and looked back at him. "This way. We're getting close." She said and swerved off to the left. Rocky followed. They eventually came to a large hole in the ground. Rocky walked up to Crescent. "What is it?" He asked. Crescent replied without looking at him. "Badger set. It's abandoned though. I think Zuma and Skye took shelter in it after you left them." Then she looked at him. "Why'd you do that anyway?" She asked. Rocky shuffled his paws nervously. "Oh, yeah, that, I, uh, was just worried about you." He said quickly. Crescent chuckled. "Come on Rocky. I've lived in the wild all my life. Who do you think has a better chance out here? Me, or housepets. No offence." She added quickly. Rocky giggled and shook his head.
"Yeah. I guess it was pretty stupid. And none taken." He laughed. Crescent smiled. "Good. Now lets get Zuma and Skye." Rocky nodded and the pair walked into the badger set.
A/N: So. Did ya like it? Tell me in the reviews! Oh, and I started another story. The Hawk, the Moth, and The Tadpole. Feel free to read it and Review. (Hint Hint) Anyway. That's all for now!