Whisper out stretched his forepaws in a yawn. He looked down to the nest beside him only to notice something odd. "Hm..? Storm's not here?" He rose his brow in confusion. "Wait a minute....." His eyes suddenly grew wide with worry, "Storm's Missing!?" He yelped, but not a single dog awoke from their slumber. Whisper darted out of the den swiftly, his pace rising with every step. He noticed a large dog swaying clumsily out of camp. "Storm?" He drank the female's sweet, spicy scent. "Storm!?" He repeated a bit louder from his whisper. She was yelping something. "Storm are you ok?!?!" He whined, his voice growing shakey with worry. He looked away for a moment and noticed the darkness turn to the pink and purple painted sky of Dawn. When he turned his attention back to Storm she seemed to be fine again, but was looking at him in horror. "Storm were you... sleepwalking?" He asked with a concerned tone. "I guess..." She shrugged shaking her head. Whisper sighed. "Oh Storm..." He murmured to himself.
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Survivors: Whisper's Demise
Fanfiction**This is Fanfiction** Whisper, a Blue Heeler Whippet mix, was recently murdered. Many readers ask, How? Why? Who?? Read this novella to figure out! (This is all a theory and all credit goes to Erin Hunter for the real series! all I did was jot down...
