The rest of the wolves watched Germany walk out of sight and towards the mountain pass. Italy sat still, whimpering as it looked like he wanted to follow the other. Denmark, Norway, and Iceland walked off back to thier kills and take them back to the cave where Finland was still resting. Sweden was asleep next to him as Sealand was curled up in Finland's soft fur.
The wolves set the kill down on one side of the cave and laid down to rest. Thier rest was disturbed by a loud noise that rang through the air. All the wolves picked thier heads up, even Finland who had finally stopped bleeding, "What was that?" Denmark asked and got up. He poked his head out of the cave and looked down the steep ravine to the ground where he saw a human hunter cornering another wolf. The wolf appeared to be protecting another and the hunter was closing in.
Denmark didnt know what to do, was he to risk himself to save them? As he was about to decide another wolf came running toward the three and tackled the human hunter with great strength easily pinning the human and snapping for his throat. Denmark notcied the pure black wolf that had tackled the hunter had long front fangs and blood red eyes.
The black wolf killed the hunter by ripping his throat out leaving him to bleed in the snow. He walked over to the two that had been cornered and nuzzled them, he must know them. Denmark ran down the path and slowly approached them. The black wolf immidietly turned and growled, "Back off!" Denmark took a step back, "I am not here to hurt you." He said, "I was just making sure you were alright, I heard the gun shot and wanted to see if you needed help."
The black wolf eased up and nodded, "Well thank you but it seems every one is fine..." A little black wolf trotted over and nuzzled the bigger wolf's front leg, "It's alright Moldova, no one will hurt you." The older wolf said sweetly reaching down and nuzzling the pup gently. "I'm Romania, this is Bulgaria, and this is Moldova." He introduced them. "I'm Denmark, the rest of my pack is back at my cave." Bulgaria stepped forward, "May we rest with you for a while? We have been traveling for five days straight without rest and Moldova hasn't eaten in a while." Denmark nodded leading the three back toward the cave.
Norway got up, seeing the new wolves, "Den who are they?" He asked and Denmark introduced the three and then named off the members of his pack. Moldova walked over to the kill pile, he opened his mouth to show two tiny fangs, much like Romania's, as he tore away a small piece of meat. "Well since we haven't eaten we might as well.." Norway said, and they began to tear into the bodies of the elk. Sweden walked up, tearing off two large chucks of meat and bringing them back so he could eat with Finland.
Finland was doing a lot better now, he was able to sit himself up and eat by himself. Sealand walked over after Moldova was done eating and the two began to play fight and wrestle. Romania smiled and watched the two, laying down next to Bulgaria. Iceland fell asleep shortly after eating, Norway laying next to him and then Denmark slept on the other side of Norway. The next morning, Denmark got up and stetched however he noticed Romania, Bulgaria and Moldova were now gone. He walked out of the cave to see them walking down the mountain pass, Moldova sleeping on Romania's shoulders.
"Hey why are you guy leaving?" Denmark asked and Bulgaria turned around, "We don't want to impose and besides, we have to keep moving south toward the lower valley." Denmark nodded, "YOu are always welcome to come back here any time..." He said and Bulgaria nodded before walking off.
Denmark watched them until they were out of sight before heading back inside the cave. There was commotion that was unheard to the right of the cave and at the top of the mountians. There, two wolves were fighting a bloody batttle.
"Anothers blood shall spill before the moon rises tonight...."
