Prologue

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(???? Pov)
I glanced at the river, I have always wondered why there was two packs fighting for land, why couldn't we live in peace?
The trees behind me Rustled madly as I took a few pads away from the tall jungle trees, they seemed angry for me leaving them as they continued too shake.
I continued too step towards the river, before I heard a voice behind Me.
I turned too face my alpha.
"Twiggy honey what are you doing so close too the river? You might fall in and drown."
I simply looked down.
"S-sorry A-Alpha Willow.." I spat out, Willow just looked at her.
"No need too apologize but what we're you doing?" I looked at her my odd colored eyes glistened.
"Getting a drink." I lied.
"Twig. You know not too lie too me sister."
I just snorted. "Sorry then sister, but you don't need too be mother." I then padded back into the Vine-filled oasis and towards a large rock covered in moss, It was near the river, that was probably the main reason I loved laying on it.
The noise of the river and the gentle swaying of the leaves on the trees seemed too calm me.
"What is Twig doing?" I flicked my ears back towards the sound.
"Oh it's just you. I thought you were Willow."
The voice dipped his head down, "Why does Twig hate Willow so much? Thrush requests too know." I simply snorted.
"Thrush the other thing you love besides the sky is Willow."
I felt his fur puff up, embarrassed. "Thrush doesnt love Willow!" He spat back.
"Your right you don't love here." I smirked, "You love her enough too try and fuck her." Thrush let out a growl suddenly, his grey eyes narrowed, he then leapt up onto the rock and forcefully pushed me off, he glared at me, falling on a sharp rock I yelped, "ohhh that's gonna sting." I though. Thrush just turned away, his eyes still narrowed I heard him speak, a low growl.
"Thrush wants you too leave me and Willows relationship Alone." Be then leapt off the rock and followed the stoney path back too the packs camp. Slowly followed by me, I grunted. The pain in my shoulder where the rock hit made me limp. It wasn't broken or anything it was just sore.
Said the medicine wolf marigold, she told me not too leave the trees unless too get a drink.

But I seemed drawn too the river.

and I was confused why.

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