((Ebony didn't really have a pack either...A lot of the time he was alone.))

((Wouldn't it be cool if Ebony and Cazsul were brothers, but were seperated somehow? xD))

((I realized a few days ago that Cazsul had a brother. They were close growing up, but they grew really far apart as they got older.))

((Really? That's sad. I don't know what happened to Ebony's parents...

 I once knew this girl who was OBSESSED with wolves. We called her Wolfie, but Her name was Kia and I once called her that and I thought she was going to kill me!...Like I was saying though, she liked LOVED wolves like I love snakes and she use to go and do a lot of weird things because it made her feel more 'wolf like' and she even talked me into eating an ant which I found out actually tasted pretty good and she got really sick from eating these berries that she had no idea what they were...She was strange but pretty cool.))

((I'm not sure what happened to Brook and Breeze's parents, but I know that Cazsul's parents abandoned him.))

Creo laughed, swing his small head over his shoulders, grinning at the large wolf behind him.

"You can't catch -me-!" He squealed, darting back into the undergrowth. The large wolf chuckled, snuffing through the dense bushes. Creo bit his lip, moving silently through the bush, creeping up behind the older wolf and puncing on his tail.

"Ha! I got you~" He said in a sing-song voice. The other wolf suddenly growled, looking up.

"Creo. Creo, go, run, NOW!" He ordered, growling into the shadowed part of the forest. A low, dark voice chuckled, sending shivers of fear up the small wolf's back.

"N-no, Dad. Come on." Creo urged, his breath frantic as he darted his eyes around. He could see the outline of two very large wolves, larger than his father. That meant trouble.

"No, GO!"  His father urged, pushing the small wolf away with his paw. Creo nodded, taking off at speeds normal wolves his age could not achieve. That was Creo, the overachiever. He looked back once more, and wished he hadn't.

A dark wolf bounded forward, black as the night sky, circling one side while a pure as snow wolf circled the other. He became entranced by the way they stalked, looking like the cla.ssic symbol for Ying and Yang.

"It's over, Lupin." The white wolf purred out, looking mock-sullen in her wake.

"I agree, it is over." The dark wolf snarled, licking his lips maliciously before jumping out towards the wolf named Lupin, jaws poised.

"NO!" 

'Raithe! Raithe, get back here right now or I'l...'

I'm not coming back. I've had enough with Tabiath and Crow mocking my small size. And father always looking at me like I'm his biggest disappointment. They can do without me. 

I muttered a few words under my breath, throwing quiet insults at my denmates and parents. I could remember Faska, my elder brother, telling me that I was a runt and not fit to live. That father should just have left me to other wolves, or the foxes. 

I padded along a not very worn path in the forest, the tall leafy branches shadowing me, hiding my russet and red fur. I felt more alive than ever before. Free, but hungry. Sniffing the forest I was overwhelmed by the multitudes of scents. 

Quail? But I smell deer too. And so many birds...

Lifting my head I gave a mournful howl, the sweet sound filling my surroundings and warming my chilled heart. But then I heard an answering howl, but this was one flled with challenge and anger.

What?

I turned tail and ran swiftly for my den, the yelps of pain filling my ears as I neared. But I remembered caution as I neared, and dashed into a bush of ransom, the garlicky smell making me dizzy.

"Look here, two little pups all on their own. Where are your parents?' This voice came from right in front of me. I blinked and peered through the bushes, swalling a whimper as I came face to the bushy hindquarters of a full-grown vixen.

The weedling voice came again. 'Don't worry, I'll make this quick,' accompanied with the sound of raucous laughter.

What is going on?

[Errmmm...what can I say? I realize that I was two wolves. Before Raithe (O__O) I was a large white-beige-yellow furred female named Larka, part of Brook and Breeze's pack. She's a bit younger than they are, but still full-grown.

I am not copying Larka from the book, Sight, but my name (Klara) is an anagram of Larka. I got really freaked out when I learned this.]

Creo.

I tried to keep running. But the instinct was too strong. I stopped in my tracks, throwing my head back and letting my voice sing my song of despair. The notes sprang from my lungs, rumbling trough the trees and causing birds to fly away. The two wolves stopped, looking back at me. I wish I didn't bl
ink. But of course, I did. And they were immediately around me, circling like they did before.

"Son of Lupin..." The white wolf purred out softly, giving what I thought was a smile. Right. She helped killed my dad. I found my voice, willing it not to crack while I spoke.

"W-why'd you kill him? Why did you kill my father?!" I snarled out, raising my hackles in an attempt to make myself larger, to make them leave.

"It was is time..." The white wolf answered, her voice soft. The dark wolf sneered, and I glared at him. Who was he? "He was old." He cackled.

"Leave here, child. Let your lungs sing your song. Run until your pads bleed. You are born to lead, just like your father. Now go, child of Lupin." The white wolf said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. As she spoke, I felt the world before my eyes begin to fade around the edges. It seemed like the two wolves picked up their pace, their bodies blurring into the Ying-Yang sign as I succumbed to the darkness, feeling it flood my being.

 I jumped as something flew above my head. Loud noises pounded into my ears as the pink thing chased me and my mother and brother. He was big and had a bear like body with a strange metal stick in his arms and he had no hair except for the top of his small little squishy looking face. He let out a few loud screams and yells and a loud popping noise came from the metal stick. I growled running for a bush and buried myself into it as far as I could go.

 I listened as I heard the loud popping noise and a loud yelp come from what sounded like my  mother and a whimpering noise then some ore loud yells some from the hunter as he walked towards my bush. I wiggled back, letting out a yelp as a thorn poked me. I listened as the hunter started talking to himself and walking towards my bush and then started kicking at the bush and trying to move it away so he could see me. I growled as his large paws grabbed at my pulling my out.

 I snapped at his paws ripping into the skin as the weird taste of blood flew into my. The hunter dropped me and began to hop on one foot shaking his hand and letting out words I could not understand. I turned around and ran into the forest, not sure of where to go.