"Yes!?" He barked eagerly, he'd never seen Storm so sad and frightened. Storm layed down beside him. He layed down awkwardly as well hoping she wouldn't get back up. Alpha howled, anger overtaking shock in her voice. "This is our territory! Where are the dogs who were on patrol last night?" "I- I was Alpha," said Thorn, stepping forward on shaking legs. "I was leading the patrol, Alpha," said Breeze, coming to Thorn's side. She gave the dog a reassuring nudge with her nose. Breeze's paws we're steady, but when she glanced over at him, her brown eyes gleamed with satisfaction. "We were running the border of camp all night. Neither of us saw anything." "Liar!!" Whisper growled at Breeze, but nobody listened. No one even acknowledged he had spoke. He was hushed as Alpha began to speak again. "You didn't see anything. You didn't scent anything. So your patrol failed us." Alpha muttered. Omega spoke now, "What does this mean?" She whined. "Are our patrols useless!?" Dart growled suspiciously. Alpha silenced them, as Beta spoke. "Only one thing could have done this to Whisper. The foxes!"
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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...
