Chapter 3: Osiris

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I streched as I woke. The vison of her burned in my memory, it soon turned into a nightmare, the nightmare that is Thorn, the wolf from the northern saw-whet pack. I shuddered. Just then a black wolf passed me. It was Jett, our pack leader. "Good day Jett" I said with a bow.

"Oh, hello Osiris. Did you hear anything about what happened last night over on the northern saw-whet territories?" Jett asked.

"No.....no I didn't" I answered

"Well apperently a wolf of another pack was spying on Thalia last night" He explained. "You wouldn't happen to know anything about this, would you Osiris?" Jett questioned.

"Uh....um.. n, no" I lied, not daring to meet his gaze. "Well then, have a nice day, oh and don't forget tonight is the night of the silver moon" Jett said, then dipped his head and left.

Oh my gosh, I completly forgot. Tonight was the night of the silver moon.  When the moon is full, but not silver, each indvuidual pack member howls only with other pack members. But when the silver moon night comes, all packs unite and howl together in harmony. The silver moon only comes once every four full moons.

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