The Hunting Howl

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(Runt's P.O.V)
I watched as Stinky carefully jumped to the next branch. I was still angry at him. In fact, I subconciously started growling. He raised an eyebrow at me. "And the reason for that is...?"
"Nothing." I replied. He wasn't that good at climbing, he had almost fell twice. Carefully, I reached out my paw to help him up a branch. He greatfully accepted it. It was quiet. Nothing but the chirp of the birds was heard and the heat was scorching! At that moment, I heard a howl. It wasn't one of a packs howls. No. This howl was different. Every single one of them had a different meaning. This one was full of hate and anger... for our pack. Stinky and I looked at each other in cunfusion. My brother placed a paw on the branch. I heard a creaking sound. I saw the branch I was on snapping. Again. I knew this time I couldn't simply grab onto the next one, for there was none! I saw Stinky quickly removed his paw. But this did not stop the branch breaking. I shook my head at him when Stinky tried to grab the branch again. The came a huge SNAP as I fell to the floor. "RUNT!" Was the last thing I heard before I blacked out.

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