Wolves Rule Over All

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Narrator still talking here!

The male wolf shakes his head side to side, as soon as he stops, his eyes land on a tuft of white fur stuck on a stick.

He approaches the fur on the stick and takes a deep breath. "The enemy is here." He softly growls.

He turns back around, then he crawls down the tunnel, ready to kill this wolf as soon as he sees it.

But the urge to kill dies as soon as his eyes land on the trespasser. Pack law, or least his pack's law states that no pregnant female trespassers can be killed.

Looking at her, he recognizes her, but he just can't remember where he recognizes her from.

Then she snarls, and who she is clicks in his mind. He hunted her before, but she beat him and so she escaped.

"Stupid white bitch, I'll rip her throat out and feed it to the birds." She snarls loudly, some how she still hasn't noticed the male wolf.

Then she continues trying to chew through the root. "Are you just gonna stand there, kill me, or talk? Pick one." She stops chewing and waits for a response from the wolf.

"Why are you here?" The male asks curiously. "Stupid white wolf knocked me out and took me here, expecting you to kill me." Scar winces, she was talking to much. Her sides are starting to hurt.

"Why would this wolf want you dead?" The male is now really curious on the matter.

"She wants to steal my mate from me. So I need to get this root off me and go home." The male had never in his life of five years ever seen a she-wolf so angry.

Scar literally looks like she's a rabid wolf and she's a bit crazy like one too. At this very moment she's so mad that when she bit the root it finally gave up and it snaps with a loud crack.

"Sorry to burst your bubble but you can't just leave. I must take you to the alpha at once." The male says, hoping that she wouldn't get really mad and attack, cause if she did he'd have to kill her. Pack law or not.

With her extensive knowledge of if she should listen or not, Scar made up her mind. "I'll go with you." She scowls, she really wants to go home, even if Thunder's a cheater.

"Oh and I'm gonna have to carry you." He says with disgust while crawling out of the den. "Ugh." Scar scowls again as she crawls out of the den.

"Why do you have to carry me?" Scar asks, trying not to sound like a whiny pup. But she did kinda sound like a whiny pup.

"It's to protect the pups or something like that anyway. It's pack law so I can't break it." The male grunts.

"If you're gonna be carrying me," She pauses, all this talking was seriously hurting her, "I'm gonna need to know your name."

"I'm Mars, and you are?" Mars asks. "I'm Scar." Mars blinks a few times and looks at her funny. A female named Scar? How weird.

"Well Scar it's time to take you to the alpha." Mars says before picking her up and carrying her.

Scar wasn't enjoying being carried, but she knew it would be best to meet this alpha guy cause then she could go home.

Thunder's Pov.

As the sun starts to set I finally start heading home, it's been a long day and I just want to see Scar.

I know she's still probably not happy with me, but I just want to keep her safe. I don't want anything bad to happen to her or the pups.

The pups probably won't survive due to Scar falling off the edge of pack rock, but they have a small chance of making it.

As I walk up the side of pack rock to get to the cave, my claws start to slip on the ice. I lean back a bit, then with a powerful push from my back legs I leap up onto the top of pack rock.

I then start to walk to my cave, my claws making a click-clack sound on the icy rock.

"Hey Scar, I'm back!" I say with a toothy smile while walking back to the sleeping room. "Scar?" I look around, under every pelt. I look everywhere and I can't find her.

She must have went for a run or a walk just to piss me off. I put my nose to the ground and take a deep breath, her scent is fading fast!

I've gotta hurry up and find her! I track her scent down the rocks and to the snowy open field.

Stupid snow being all hard and not soft. If it was soft I could easily track her prints.

I continue to follow her scent across the field and to the woods. I track her scent all the way up to the territory border.

"No. No. No. No. She couldn't have?" She crossed the border, she actually did it.

She must have not noticed and just crossed the border. Ya, that's it. She'll be back soon, but I'm going past the border.

So I walk past the border, and track her scent for at least eighty feet then I realize she must have purposely ran away.

Well she finally got what she wanted, to be free of me.