Sparky stood in shock in front of Dawn.They'd only had their ritual an hour ago.He finally had everything he wanted!
Dawns mangled body lay in the dusty clearing,the body of a dornet laying next to her.The dark brown earth had been dyed a dull colour of red as blood pushed through the cracks as they crawled towards his paws.The dornet had started attacking in if the packs past queens Rose.Dawn had raced out if the elder den while the rest of the pack watched and defended the queen,stepping in and fighting in the hungry and angry creature.Red foam was still dripping from the beasts mouth.
From a distance he could still see the deep cuts scatter over both of their bodies,with some burn marks covering the one side of the dornets face. The fur had been harshly singed,showing black charred skin below.
Dawn's injuries were the worst the medic had ever seen,as she turned back around,she nodded to cressilina deeming Dawn unhealable.
He felt tears pricking in his eyes as he raced towards the body of Dawn, angrily shoving the medic aside.He started around her,pressing his muzzle against her neck,ignoring the blood soaking his honey coloured fur.Her hitched breath barely escaped her chest as she looked up at sparky,an eye torn with a deep cut."don't worry,Sparks..."she chuckled meekly."I'll be fine,I promise."she shakily raised a paw and placed it against his tear and blood covered cheek,before her head thumped against the earth once more,her eyes glasses over with a tint of white.Sparky let out a cry of despair before snapping his head around to the pack."Why Didn't you help her?!"He snarled,his voice low as he tried to hide it breaking with emotion.
He heard a small mumble behind him,barely even a whisper.
"I'm sorry.."

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The Fallen
Rastgelethe story is about a pack of native wolves working in harmony.However,it takes an unusual turn when a wolf ends up becoming different to her peers.