Skar, The Alpha Of Chaos

Chapter 7

They flew for hours, looking for the mystic purple flower. Streak looked up, spotting something. It looked blueish from her perspective.

"Pure, What's that blue thing?"

"That's just the sky Streak." Her hope went down to Earth. "I know it looks differently colored. It's from the rain droplets reflecting the sunlight."

Streak fell asleep in Pure's paws, dreaming of eerie patterns and others memories.

Celestia ran from the large clan, whom was chasing her with spears and bared teeth.
"Get the Eclipolf!!" A large black wolf roared. This black wolf was Skar himself. Running away from the Staangus clan, she hoped to find newer wolves to help her. Celestia ran into a dark cave where she couldn't be spotted. Since there was a New Moon, it wasn't too easy to see at night. The clan sprinted past the den, roared and howling. Thank Lupus for safety.
Celestia settled down, quickly falling into a deep slumber. Whispers echoed around the den awoke her slowly. Fear struck her deep. The clan who was hunting her, found her scent. They jumped on her, spreading her wings out. Skar took his sharp blade, slowly slicing her wings off. She released many blood curling screams as her wings came off more and more. Blood poured from the fresh wound. Once her wings were off, they poured her potion on them. They sizzled and glowed a pink. Stamla carried them to a freshly dug hole, throwing them down there.

Streak awoke with a jolt.

"You okay Streak? You scared me."

"Y-yeah.. Just had a nightmare about Celestia."

"Don't worry.. She'll most definitely love when we find them." Pure smiled, flying upwards. She cast a bubble of air around Streak so she wouldn't suffocate.

"Yeah.. IF we can find them.." She mumbled. "Why so happy all of a su-" Her jaw dropped. Purple flourished everywhere.

"That's why." Pure squealed. Streak levitated in the air. Her breath was taken away from the sight. Below, she could see dozens of territories. Stafire was the largest. The wide open area had few trees, mostly grassland rather than the surrounding areas. Streak spotted a small moving triangle.

Must be a clan chasing a meal. She looked closer. Before she could see who was in it, Pure grabbed her, diving back down.

"Pure, how long have we been gone?"

"A few days. We are at the edge of Starwing." She explained, pointing to the large body of water, the Galaic Ocean.

"So why can we see Stafire territory all the way out here?"

"That isn't Stafire territory. That is the Staara territory. It looks very similar. They thrive on only seafood. That's why it's a grassland, because of all the water making the land fertile. Packs don't usually hunt unless necessary."

Pure also pointed out the nearby clans. Such as the Staerif, Staetcha, Stayxalag, and Staanusa territories.

"This is a dangerous and violent part of Starwing. Never come here alone and NEVER go to the Staerif territory. No matter how many wolves you have with you. One wolf there can take out an entire clan."

Entire clan?! Only one wolf can do that?! Geez..

"Not planning on it."

"Good. Now let's get back. My wings are beginning to get super sore." Pure began to dive downwards once more..