Untame

Problematic: Part One

*Isolde's POV*

I heard mine and Bellamy's names being shouted from behind us. "Who is it?" Bellamy asked as she focused on keeping Essence on her back. "It's Allifair!" I smiled brightly as he ran up to us breathing heavily but with a smile on his face.

"Thank goodness your safe," Bellamy spoke as she sighed in relief. I nodded my head agreeing with her. "Did you kill him, Al?" Bellamy asked. He didn't answer for a moment and looked down at the ground until he shook his head slowly, side-to-side. "Why not? What changed your mind?" I asked this time, confused. "I was going to go through with it but-" He paused taking a deep breath and continued. "I thought about Dusk."
"What does killing Rogue have to do with Dusk?" I asked again. "I was thinking, no one knows how to save Dusk from Rogue's possessed magic so if I were to have killed him how would we save Dusk?"
"Maybe the way to save Dusk is by killing Rogue?" Bellamy stated as Allifair responded raising his voice. "No, I don't want to take that risk. I don't want Dusk to be lost forever."
"He won't be lost forever we'll find a way to save him I promise," I commented with a small smile but Allifair seemed unconvinced as he put on a sad one. "I hope we find a way to save him soon and fast." Everyone went quiet for a moment.

"Where's Blythe?" Bellamy finally asked, breaking the silence, as she looked around. "Last I saw him he got his head buried in the ground by Rogue." Allifair seemed surprised by this as he looked around too but then focused back on us. "I thought he was with you guys because he wasn't helping me fight Rogue."
"That's just perfect. First Dusk, then Essence, now Blythe what else is going to happen." Bellamy commented sarcastically. "I'm sure that dumb ass will pop up somewhere he always does," Allifair replied to Bell. "I hate the guy so I could care less were his worthless ass ended up." Allifair finishes his voice sounding rough and dry. 

*Blythe's POV*

Essence got knocked unconscious and I sure as hell can't fight Rogue by myself, that's just asking for a death sentence the only thing I could do then was to flee the scene. It may be cowards way out but I would rather live to see another day and be labeled a coward then to go through whatever fresh hell awaits me if I encounter Rogue alone. I just hope Essence is okay as much as I hate the Blood Wolves every pack needs its leader and the Blood Wolves are no exception to that rule.

There's just one problem:
The Fucking Blood Wolves Camp Site Is Completely Destroyed! How In The Hell Am I Going To Find Everyone?

I grumbled under my breath as I looked around. 'I'm not even a forest wolf I have no idea where I am. It would be pretty nice right now if I saw that jack ass Allifair right about now.' Never thought I would think that. 'God how do the Blood Wolves live in a place like this though? It's so damn hot all the time and everything looks the same, not to mention all the bugs.' I was looking at the ground until I finally glanced up and noticed what looked like a den, it was dark and had cobwebs all around but it was better than walking around mindlessly, besides my paws are starting to get really sore from stepping on dead, fallin' branches.

I walked into the den and instantly got a cold chill throughout my entire body. The den felt eerie as if multiple creatures died in it. Other than the dark and eerie feeling in the den its was for the most part plain looking. Hard, rock walls that surrounded me, rough to the touch. Small chunks of gravel laid scattered on the cold den floor. I glanced into one of the corners and noticed what looked like a place to sleep. Grass heavily covered the ground as small, thin twigs circled it. It didn't look like anyone was home though, the den was completely empty. 'It's just me and this eerie feeling.' I thought, which made the den seem creepier as I walked over to the pile of grass and sticks that I assumed was a bed. 'I hope whoever lives here doesn't mind if I take a little nap.' I thought, having little thought of the fact that I was going to be in some real trouble soon, as I laid myself down on the assumed bed with the hovering eerie feeling and a bazaar, rotting smell.