Monday, September 8, 2008

The Battle *chapter 3*

Neara smiled and licked her pup once more, "Koda, Im going to go make sure you father will be ok, you stay here until I come back." The brown wolf stared at her daughter for a moment and swiftly turned around and loped out the den door. He tail bobbing up and down until she was out of sight. Koda whimpered to herself and layed down slowly. Dead leaved crunched under her soft belly.

Neara ran gracefully, leaping over fallen trees that rotted into the ground. Her breath came out in puffs from her flared nostrils, the adrenaline pumped through her veins. The smell of the pack started to come to her...and the smell of the tresspasser. She came to a skidding halt, almost bumping into a fellow pack mate. The other wolf turned and barred his teeth to Neara then realized it was his Alpha and turned his attention back to the fight about to happen.

Neara squeezed her way between the large number of wolves standing around, watching, waiting, to see who would take the lead of the legendary hunters of the wood. Tet, the alpha male, and the challenger circled around each other slowly, sizing up the fight. The tresspasser lowered his head and let out a fearsome growl that came deep within his throat, "You will not beat me old timer, your nothing but a bag of bones now." He laughed to himself.

Tet swished his tail back and forth annoyed of this grey wolf that defied him, "You are nothing!" he snapped, "You run around and challenge pack alphas! Why, are you not accepted by you own blood lines!? Your just a weakling that wast cast out."

The pack laughed at the comment, antagonizing the greys temper. The tresspasser leaped into the air and latched onto Tets throat. The alpha gave a yelp and fell to the ground, lashing out with his own teeth. Neara stood were she was, tense, knowing that she could not jump into the fight. The grey let off and Tet stood, blood streaming down his coat. He growled deeply and jumped for the tresspassers right leg. He clamped on with a bite that was more powerful then the great oak tree. The grey gasped and latched onto the large alphas back, almost severing the fragile spinal cord. Tet let go and was tossed across the makeshift ring into his loyal pack members. The grey started to laugh synically, "You see, you cannot beat me!" The wind started to blow, the leaves skitted across the ground. The wolves started to become uneasy, something funny was going on.


No comments: