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 Post subject: Wounded
PostPosted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 8:54 pm 
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Prologue:
Cerren takes a few steps outside his small but homey cave, sniffing the air a few times and feeling the earth beneath his paws. The young, russet colored wolf winces as his stomach growls, indicating he needed to find some breakfast. He takes a few glances around, everything seeming clear and calm, before he leaps out into the forest. Trees and shrubs flash by as he darts in between them, sniffing out his first meal of the day. A scent catches in his nose and he stops, frozen. Cerren looks around and then smiles to himself, sensing his breakfast. He dashes in the direction of the meal, heart racing, drool forming in his mouth. The wolf barely has a chance to see the object before it triggers. Metal teeth grab his leg and shred his muscles before he even has a moment to figure out what has happened. Cerren lets out a blood curdling screech, followed by a series of struggling gasps as he tries to free himself. After ten minutes of struggling, he finally passes out from sheer exhaustion.

Chapter 1:
Amiya sighs to herself as her two pups dance around her, eager to get going and start the day. The little wolf family has just started to recover after the loss of most of their pack, including their alpha male. As alpha female, Amiya has taken on the duties of raising her two pups, in addition to watching over the rest of their tattered pack. Reluctantly, she gets up and heads out of their den, only to find the other three adult wolves standing there looking very somber.
"What is it?" Amiya asked the others, curiously looking between the three of them. The three of them that remain; Isis, Clover and Giselle, all look to their temporary pack leader with pleading eyes.

"Fine," Isis speaks up, "If neither of you two will say it, I will." The stark white female steps forward a bit, looking so intimidating that Amiya's pups take a step back. Isis' blue eyes look to Amiya. "Look, Amiya, we all respect you and your rank, but we have to face some hard facts here." Isis looks at one of the pups quickly, before looking back to Amiya. "Your pup there...he is the -only- male we have in the pack. And once he grows up, you know he will want to assume the role of Alpha male, especially considering his father held that rank. But, clearly you and he can not breed, right?" Amiya frowns, looking down at her young pup. "Isis, you are right...unless we find a new alpha male soon, I will have to let one of you three assume role of alpha female...and we all know how those...'ceremonies' go...I won't survive."

Amiya and her two cubs set off into the forest, the mood much more dim than before they exited the den. The strong female halfheartedly sniffed the air, looking for a meal, but with other things on her mind. She loved her pups and would never do anything to harm them, and she would do anything to make them succeed in life. But the thought of her own pup taking over as alpha male...and the secondary thought of one of the other females claiming right to alpha female...was almost too painful to think about. All she could do was hope for some luck in finding a replacement to her former mate...and quickly. Her pups were already 4 months old.

The female then stopped in her tracks, her ears perking up and twitching about as she heard something...it sounded like a wounded animal. This would certainly make hunting much easier, she thought. A silent cue from their mother went to the pups, and they laid down, as close to the ground as they could, masking their scent and keeping quiet. Amiya crept toward the sound, silently but quickly, her padded feet barely making a dent in the forest floor. Finally, she emerged into a small clearing and stopped, frozen. The scene in the clearing looked like a massacre... a young, but fully mature wolf lay in the middle of the clearing, his foot held firm by the bear trap. The fur on his leg was matted and bloody, and the place where the trap ripped into his flesh...almost made it not look like part of his leg. The wolf himself was a russet brown color, which was unusual looking to Amiya. As she approached, she could hear his endless cries of pain, although he was seemingly asleep. Amiya reached out with one paw and nudged the unfamiliar wolf carefully, not wanting to startle him. He stirred and his eyes shot open with a start and the look that Cerren gave Amiya was of pure pain and torment....
(TOO BE CONTINUED)

If you all like this story and would like me to continue, please let me know. And I appreciate any helpful criticism or thoughts :D

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 Post subject: Re: Wounded
PostPosted: Wed Oct 07, 2009 3:36 pm 
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That was very good :3 I'd like to know what happened to Amiya's pack and which pack Cerren came from (unless he's a lone wolf? 'Cause wouldn't his pack be looking for him?)

I can't wait to see an update!

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 Post subject: Re: Wounded
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Chapter 2: More Info on Amiya's Pack, as per request! Next chapter will be Cerren's past.

As Amiya looked down at the wounded wolf, she thought back to the events that had torn her pack apart...

Amiya and her mate, Neros, walked the outskirts of their territory...which was quite large in comparison to other packs' land. The two inseparable wolves gave each other warm glances as they paced along, ever vigilant of their home and always looking out for their next meal. They had met three years ago as young wolves and had grown up together, gathering pack members as they went along, and forming one of the most well known packs in this area. As Alpha leaders, there roles were hard and ever troublesome, but very rewarding.

Amiya turned to Neros and stopped walking. "Neros, I must tell you something..." The male wolf paused, cocking his head to the side, concerned for his mate.

"What is it, my darling?" Neros cooed at her, trying to soothe her worries.

"Well you see...I believe I am carrying a litter!" She exclaimed happily and bounded over to him, licking his muzzle and nuzzling his neck.

"What wonderful news, my love!" They embraced for a few minutes, happy to finally been able to conceive their first litter of pups after nearly a year of failing.

They continued walking as Amiya glowed, feeling very happy with herself and her mate for continuing their bloodline, which was sure to contain nothing but alpha pack leaders. Suddenly, Neros froze, one of his paws inches from the ground. Amiya instinctively followed suite, freezing and sniffing in the same direction as Neros.

"This could be bad..." Neros let out a low growl and bared his teeth. Amiya tensed up and scanned the area, finally catching scent of what had gotten Neros so wound up. A mountain lion.

The lions in this area were large, as they had no natural predators, but tons of prey food. Neros sat down, threw his head back and let out a long, eerie howl, calling for his pack members to come...and quickly. There was going to be a fight...the mountain lion was very close. As Neros and Amiya awaited their pack members calls, the mountain lion appeared. Large, menacing, and looking very hungry.

Neros took his place in front of his mate, bearing his teeth and puffing himself up. His hackles were standing on end as he growled and barked viciously at the lion, trying to scare it away. There was no way he would win a fight against this beast... The lion seemed unfazed by Neros' display, and kept advancing. Amiya began to worry, even though she had heard her pack members reply howls, they were no where in sight.

Suddenly, and without warning, the lion leapt at Neros. Claws outstretched and teeth aiming right for his neck. Neros managed to dodge the first series of attacks from the lion as he was smaller, and a bit quicker. But the lion soon overpowered him with its massive weight and large, sharp claws. The lion had Neros pinned to the ground and was mauling his neck...Amiya had to do something. Even though Neros would be furious with her for trying to help...she thought "pride be damned!" and jumped in. She landed on the lions back and began bitting viciously at its neck...doing anything in her power to distract it. If they could just hold on until the other pack members arrived, they might stand a chance!

Finally, the lion got sick of Amiya's biting and shrugged her off violently. She landed on the dirt and got the wind knocked out of her. Just at that moment, the pack arrived. Charged and ready for battle, the three males jumped in and took care of the lion, the three of them overpowering the lion. They quickly killed it and stood proudly above their work. The three females ran over to Amiya, checking on her. Assured that she was fine, the four of them rushed over to where Neros lay. He was gasping for breath, his fur matted with blood and his neck torn open.

"Neros! Just hang on! We can...we can save you..." Amiya began to lick Neros' wounds as best she could...as the other pack members stood still nearby, watching the life passing from their Alpha male. After a few moments of frantic licking by Amiya...Isis walked over.

"Amiya.." Isis said calmly, "Its over...He is gone."

"NO!" Amiya screamed, growling at her to back off, "He is still hanging on! Just let me try!"

"She's right, Amiya" one of the males walked over, looking very somber. "Its over...look at him"

Amiya looked at her mate, her love, her life and cringed. His body was still, no more blood trickled from his wounds, no heartbeat was heard...no breathing felt. She let out a long, lonely howl and continued to do so until the rest of the pack joined in. Their cries of anguish and mourning could be heard for miles and miles. Soon, even neighboring packs joined in, unable to control their instincts. Amiya was alone...even with the rest of her pack...she was alone.

About a month later, the last of the remaining males left to start their own packs. The three females stayed behind to be with Amiya as she was about a month from giving birth. The only remaining parts of Neros were inside of her, and she wanted to give them the best life as possible...so she sent the males away. She would figure out how to survive...to honor Neros.





-Well, hope you all liked that! I will start writing Cerren's past soon! -

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 Post subject: Re: Wounded
PostPosted: Fri Oct 09, 2009 12:16 am 
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Oh man... :cry: That was so good!

Thanks ^^ I can't wait to see Cerren's past now...

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 Post subject: Re: Wounded
PostPosted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 8:38 am 
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I think the story is well supported and has great details! I would adore the next part of the story!

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