Chapter 1

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Mist woke up, with the sun warming her body. She saw her pack carrying out their daily duties. Today she was assigned to hunting, she preferred fighting, but, because of her small size she was barely aloud to go and fight. Now Mist is just a little bit smaller for a normal wolf but the packs make's fun of her size, for a reason. Mist is the daughter of the two pack leaders, her mom and dad. They both died a little later after they gave birth to Mist. Since Mist is a smaller size, the pack believes she will not be strong enough when it is her turn to take her parents place as the pack leader. But for now the leader was Rocco, how she hated him. Mist was about to go off hunting when she heard Rocco talking to the cubs, she was obviously not told this as a cub, so she went near by to drop in on the conversation. "It's dangerous!", Rocco explained, "the gorg hunts for prey like any other animal, but not for their prey.... FOR THIER BLOOD, the gorg is part of a forest gang with beasts such as, bears, lions, tigers!", "wait!", a cub interrupted, "lions and tigers live in the forest?", "yes", Rocco replied, "but only the one's that are as blood thirsty as the gorg", Rocco continued, "the gorg has one secret, his identity, he has two identity's, one as the gorg, but the other is unknown.",  After Mist overheard about the gorg she went over and said to Rocco, "How do you know so much about the gorg?", Mist said, suspicious, "and I don't think a wolf like you would know the gorg's secret!". "How about you mind your own business and go do some hunting shorty!", Rocco shouted. As Mist went hunting, she thought how dangerous the gorg is, she wondered if it would attack the pack, if it did of course the pack wouldn't let her fight, typical.

          Later that night, Mist noticed cubs were practicing fighting moves, "hey, Flame? Could I help with the fighting session?", "Sure!", Flame replied, "it's not an actual battle so you can handle it.", "gee thanks.", Mist replied in sarcasm, "Welcome!", Flame replied happily. Flame is the dumbest wolf in the whole pack, he doesn't know sarcasm when he's slapped in the face with it. Unfortunately, Mist's idea of helping with a fighting session wasn't what she planned, instead of actually teaching, she was used as the one who the cubs would try their moves on, just great. A cub charged right into her, head-butting her to the ground, of course the whole pack just had to watched this happen, then laugh it up. "Haha! Mist got beat by a cub hahaha!", one wolf said, "yeah!, even know she's not fully grown yet, she should be much bigger than a cub but she's only half bigger hahaha!", another wolf said. The pack kept laughing and laughing, heart broken, Mist recruited to her den. "I can't take it any more", she said to herself as she was sobbing, "I'll prove the pack wrong by finding the gorg, I'm running away!". 

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 22, 2018 ⏰

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