Lost

22

(At Italy)

"So where's the pack territory?"

"Ummm about a few feet away from you"

"Then I shall walk about a few feet forward"

After a few steps I here a growl.

'That was fast' I say in my head.

'It sure was' April replies.

'Wait what! You can hear my thoughts?!'

'No' she replies and blocks me out.

She obviously can but I need a plan to prove it.

'I can hear all of this'

'Dang it!' I exclaim just realizing this.

All of a sudden I get tackled, and snap out of it.

A sandy colored wolf is snarling at me, threading to bite my head off with just one wrong move... Or any move.

"YOUR A IDIOT" Ben yells

"NO WAY REALLY! I DID NOT NOTICE!" I yell back. Note the sarcasm.

The wolf growls again. I look around to see if there are any humans around: none.

Great, I shift into my wolf under him, throwing him off balance.
HA that's not in the books is it!

I get on my feet and he growls again. I got this.

I get down in a play formation which confuses him much more. I run around him and get back into formation before running off towards the middle of the pack territory. I hear him running behind me but I don't care cause I can out run him anytime. Then a brown wolf comes into view running at me. I dodge at the last second making the two wolves run into each other. With the satisfying noise of them running into each other, I bark with joy. I keep running and as a few houses go by and people's and werewolves's panicked faced go by. Then a face comes into view that I would know anywhere or more importantly hair: AG!!!!

I run over to him and bark with joy.

"Isla?" He asks

I nod my big fuzzy head.

"Step away from the rouge" a powerful voice yells. It's a beta, but that's not going to have effect on me.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?" AG yells at me.

I mentally flinch at his tone.

I get back down in play mode and run around him.

He rolls his eyes at me and shifts into a wolf with fur the same color as his hair.

'Come on slow AG' I say through the wolf mind link since we can't communicate any other way.

'Yep it's you' he sighs.

I run back towards the middle of the territory. and look behind me to see if he if following me, but I see that a narrowly missed a dart.
I look to see where it came from.

Now wolf battles are fine but needle sharp darts are crossing a line. And I don't have a good reputation with needles.

I look to see where it came from and let out a threading growl. You just started a war buddy.