Mom? Where are you mom? Where is all this fire coming from? M-mom?!
Fire was everywhere. Sounds of guns going off. Pure Chaos. You could see the blood splattered on the snow ground. The small pup just sat in the cold stone den, watching. Another older wolf sat there next to her, watcching over her.
Don't worry, Frost, she will arrive soon. Shes safe. Shes far off in the forrest, looking for that friend of hers. She will be here soon, safe. I promise.
The older light gray wolf said. The small pup whined and walked back farther into the den, cuddling up in her father's tail. The older wolf lifted his tail and put it over the small pup, hiding her. The older wolf continued to look out of the den and watch the chaos, undetected. Trees were burned down. Men running everywhere. The older wolf was terrified for his pack, but couldn't show his fear, it would startle the pup even more. He just layed there, watching his pack slowly fade away. He would have gone to fight also, but since mother wasn't here because she was helping a friend far off in the hunting ground, he stayed in the den to protect Frost. Her mother would have returned, but she stayed to stay safe and would come back after the fight.
So they thought.
The father continued to watch. The dead wolves were starting to be thrown in a wooden box. Hunters. That's what the wolves thought. As he continued to watch, out of the corner of his eye he saw something white. White and furry. It was Maria, the mother. The father got up and looked back at the pup.
Frost, stay there. No mattter what do not leave this den. Go as far back as you can and stay there. I'll be back.
Frost shivered in fear and nodded. The gray wolf ran out growling and snarling. He ran in front of Maria and growled at one of the hunter, coming towards her. The father leaped foward and bit the arm of the hunter. The hunter fell with a large thud.
Frost stayed in the den in fear.
Wh-what do they want? Why are they here? They don't even look like hunters. They are wearing pitch black cloaks and hoods. And their guns are...
The pup looked a bit closer.
Wait... th-they don't even have guns!
She moved foward the the cave opening to look closer. All the fire and lightning was coming from their hands. The pup stared in awe. Too much awe. Before she knew it, one of the men picked her up.
Ah ha! I've found it. I have found the pure white snow pup. Finally. Grab your stuff and the dead wolves, boys. We're heading out.
The hunter laughed and walked off.
M...Mom!? Whats going on?! HELP!
