My Pack

The Day....

I'm Alice, and right about now I'm six weeks old. I was the second one that was born. I am solid white just like my mom and I have green eyes like my dad. I have a sister, her name is Izzy, she is the last one that was born. She is black, with blue eyes like my mom. Then I have a brother, his name is Rusty, he was the first one born. He is brown like my dad and he has blueish-green eyes. I don't know what I would do with out my mom and dad, they feed me, they clean me, they pretty much do everything for me. I love them so much, my siblings on the other hand.....I don't know if I love them yet...I'm still trying to figure out why they're here. They don't really do much and when they do, they bother me to death....

It's been a few months and now I'm six months old, ready to explore the world. My family and I were in a field playing around. "Catch me if you can!" I yelled at my brother that was struggling to keep up. Izzy that was playing with a bug looked up from what she was doing and ran toward Rusty. "Why are you so slow?" Before he could answer her first question she had another one ready to ask. "Why are you so fat?" And another one. "Why are you chasing our sissy?" She had so many questions. Then Rusty had a question for her. "Why do you ask so many questions?" He said looking at her annoyed. "Why are you so slow? Why are you so fat? Why ar-" He cut her off "I don't know why I'm slow, I'm not fat, and I'm chasing our sis because she bit me..." He said and started walking away. "Why?" She asked confused. Rusty sighed and just kept walking.

It's been about a year now. I'm finally one years old. I can leave the den without my parents on my heels. The only thing is, is that my brother and sister have to come with me, and they are pretty much on my back instead of my heels.

Our parents went out hunting, and they left us home alone. Which is a bad idea. We always make a mess of things. "Where is mom and dad? I'm starving." Izzy asked impatiently. "I don't know Izzy!" I snapped at her. "What's wrong with you?" Rusty asked. "Mom and dad are usually home by now." I said looking out of the den. We had no idea that, that was the day we had lost our parents.