It was Indie's battle cry that started it. She let loose a ferocious howl that rocked the camp, and it was aided by the others'. She flew from her spot, teeth bared and snarling. She flung herself at a WaterRider and they started fighting. The others followed her, and the camp was filled with the sounds of battle. Brisk was frozen watching until a black, male, enthos slammed into him. He yelped and thrust himself back up. "You'll wish you hadn't done that!" He snarled. "Try me." It challenged. Brisk growled, and charged. The black enthos stepped aside, but Brisk leapt on top of it. It threw him off, and leapt on Brisk. Brisk felt the teeth sink into his neck, and howled. Blood poured from the wound, and that only fueled Brisk's rage. He slammed into the black enthos and bit hard on its neck. It slammed its hooves into Brisk's stomach, and he let go. He slid to the ground, the pain almost too much. He weakly got up, and shoved his hooves into the face of his attacker. It screamed, and ran back to its land. Brisk looked around, he saw Petra wrestling Indie. She was having trouble keeping her stomach safe as Indie threw attack after attack at her. She was just beginning to show, and Indie could tell. Brisk snarled, his usually pearly white teeth stained with blood, and charged at Indie. He aimed low, and his hooves caught her back legs. She yowled and turned to face him. Petra slunk off to Frost's den, limping and tired. Indie leapt onto Brisk, he was surprised by her power, and weight. Indie thrust her hooves into Brisk's side, causing him to fall. She bit into his back; he yelped and finally threw her off. She teetered before getting her footing again. Brisk took advantage of this, and sank his teeth into her ear and neck area. She yowled and tried to bite his head. He dodged, and slammed into her. She struggled to get up, and Brisk spoke. "Give up Indie, you're done." She growled and stood up. "I'll be done for now, but I'll be back, and when I am you're first to pay." She led the retreat back to WindStream. And don't come back. Brisk thought. Once all of WindStream had left and their scent had disappeared, Brisk ran to Scar's den. He slid under the tree root to see Petra, Luna, and Frost lying around the three pups. Petra looked up, and relief filled her eyes. "I'm glad it's you, Brisk. We were getting worried." Luna looked up as Petra finished, and a hint of anger crossed her gaze for a second. Frost stood up, whispering something to Luna as she stretched. Luna nodded, and got up herself. "We should go Brisk, it's going to get later and I'm hungry." Brisk nodded, and Petra stood up. "I'll go with you guys, there's stuff we need to discuss." Frost looked up, surprised, but asked nothing. The three walked out of the den, and Brisk decided to break the silence. "Next time choose someone with more fight, Indie wasn't exactly a fighter." He joked. Petra rolled her blue eyes, a sign of pure annoyance. "Why don't you just save time next time and fight River first?" she growled. Brisk stopped walking. "Who is River, Petra?" Petra looked around, "This isn't the place to discuss him. Let's go into the den." The three headed towards Brisk's den, their paces quickened with anticipation. Brisk and Luna lay down on their bed, and Petra lay in front of them. "Now tell us who is River?" Brisk asked. "River is Blix's son. He was the only pup to survive Lily's litter of four. She lived barely long enough to nurse him, and then she passed. It left Blix distraught, and in pain. River was weak, and Blix thought he would die. It was just an awful time." Her eyes glistened. "What happened, did he live?" "Oh he lived all right, but it was how neither of us imagined it. He grew up strong and powerful, giving Blix a hard time. Blix was never quite the same after Lily died, and it seemed to rub off on River." "What was he like as an adult, Petra?" Luna asked. She shifted before continuing her story. "He was very power hungry, looking for any way to beat Blix, and win the pack. Blix hated him for that, hated him for taking the life of his best friend and mate. They were always cut off, River tried to get to him before he was power hungry, but it was me that took up the parent roll." "I bet it was hard Petra, but you have to keep going. Is he still alive?" Brisk asked. "I don't know, he was banished after they fought. He said me and Blix weren't the alphas this pack needed. That he could do better, and he attacked Blix. Blix wasn't ready and easily lost, River was just too strong. River should have become alpha, but it was me who stopped him. I stepped between him and Blix, and I guess the look on my face was enough to stop him. That and the fact I was heavily pregnant with my first litter. He wouldn't have hurt me, even if I hadn't been pregnant. Blix kicked him out once he felt well enough to stand up. The pain in his eyes as he drove his own son from his sight was too much to bear for me, but before he left he promised he would be there to see my pups." "Did he see them, Petra?" Brisk could see Luna's question was pointless. It was obvious with the look in Petra's eyes that he had not seen them. "No he never did, their own father never saw them. They died soon after birth." "And who was their father?" Brisk asked. "Their father was Cleft, he himself died before they were born." Petra answered quickly. She's hiding something. Brisk thought. She sighed, and looked outside. Rain had started to fall, just making the day feel more dreary. "I'll have to start living here soon. My stomach is starting to show, I will just disappear. I will leave Blix with no leads to follow. Seeing as its raining is there any chance I could spend the night?" Luna nodded, and closed her eyes wearily. "Sure there is plenty of room beside Luna. Don't worry she only kicks me." He joked. Luna growled, and swiftly sent her hoof into his sore side. Petra laughed, her once saddened eyes sparkling. She got up, and curled beside Luna. Soon sleep took its grasp in all three of them, leaving them to lay motionless as the rain fell.