Golden Moon

Chapter 1

I woke up and yawned; my voice was high pitched like always... I was a wolf pup at the age of four.... I was in a pack that consisted of Chance and Ace. Chance seemed like my brother and Ace had magical powers. The pack, in my young mind, was my family. They cared for me when I was injured or sick. At night Chance would go to the top of a hill that was near our den. I would follow being the curious pup I was. He would howl at the moon then, I would join in. I loved to howl at the moon, it was fun and I got to be loud for once. After Chance was done he would sometimes would sit and stay onto of the hill until next morning. I would stay with him whenever it happened, because it happened so rarely it was a treat when it did. Tonight was one of those rare occasions. I was tired so I decided to lay down into a ball next to Chance. The next morning I felt a nudge and it was from Chance. He would do it every morning and I would tackle him when I got up. It was our way of playing. This also kept me busy when Ace was out hunting and crafting things with his magic. After a while we would howl for Ace. He would come out of the woods with some food being drug next to him. He then split it up with his teeth one piece for me, Chance, and of course himself. Ace would usually finish his quickly while I would struggle getting it torn apart.