I've been chosen for whaaaaa?!?

Chapter 3

Yaaayyy! This story's actually about this hybrid animal type I made up, so there's definitely not another type like it on wattpad XD maybe the story line :) but the characters? nuh-uh :) Enjoy!

CHAPTER 3

Murmurs floated over the two packs as they sized eachother up. The two groups stood there, tense and alert, until Mike's father and mother went forward out of our pack.

Then, the other pack's leaders also came forward, and they began to talk. After that, the intensity dissolved, and the two packs began to mingle and make friends.

I was standing near the back of our group when suddenly, someone shoved me from behind, and I pitched face forward into the dirt.

Spitting mud out, I shot to my feet and spun around, searching for the Sharpclaw who had pushed me. A tall Sharpclaw was standing there, looking unapologetic.

I ran up to him and demanded,

"Were you the one who pushed me?"

His gaze swept over me once, and he replied lazily,

"So?"

"Apologize!"

"I don't feel a need to."

"You did something wrong so you should apologize!"

I finally caught his attention, and he looked straight at me.

"You're extremely annoying. Get out of the way."

Then, he proceeded to hook his wings through mine and picked me up, dropping me behind him.

I quickly ran back in front of him again and stood there, determined.

He looked at me for a while, and muttered,

"I don't know what he sees in you."

Confused, I stood there as he strolled past.

Finally noticing all the Sharpclaws that had gathered around us in a circle, my face colored and I headed out of the circle.

On my way out, an annoying voice whispered loudly next to me,

"Wow. Who else has the bravery to go and make Rhynx's personal bodyguard mad? Oh well. Looks like she's destined not to be chosen in her lifetime."

I turned to face him, bristling, and Mike just shrugged his shoulders, laughing, and moved on with his friends elsewhere.

Wait. Rhynx's personal bodyguard?!?

Oh no.

Oooohhhh nooooo....

Each time Rhynx comes up, he chooses the most powerful Sharpclaw to be his personal bodyguard. Becoming his protector meant you were granted nearly unlimited power. So...that meant that they would be able to kill anyone extremely easily.

Usually they had distinctive red stars on their black wings...

Remembering when he picked me up, I saw once again the blood-red stars on his wings.

I covered my head with my claws and moaned.

Great. I am sooooo dead.