Ikea Wolves

CHAPTER 4 : THE OTHER PACK

He was talking about how I was doing but I didn't believe him; I knew something was wrong. He had darting eyes and a half smile while talking to me.

"I know something is wrong with you Gifis. You look very alert today"

"Umm... Ashem I need to talk to you in my den for a while."

"I'm in the middle of something right now, with the Alpha."

"I'll talk to him so you and I can talk, alone."

We parted ways. Gifis went to Alpha's den and I to his. He seemed relieved that I had agreed to his terms, I noticed. As I padded to Gifis' den to wait for him, my leg started to act up. I quickly hobbled to his den, and instead of sitting I laid down to rest my body for my leg. I knew the small scrape would be infection soon, so I needed to get to the medic for some help. My mother knew the medic long before I was born. I heard Gifis padding into the den.

"What are you doing laying down in my den, you have to sit up."

"I need to rest my leg, I don't want the infection to spread."

"Fine but don't think that you can be lazy because I let you lay there."

"Why did you want to talk to me Gifis? I thought that you had gone out for the day."

"I was doing my routes and I overheard a group of rogue wolves talking about killing another from our pack." A bolt of ice-cold fear struck me.

"Who are they planning to kill?"

"I'm not sure yet about who but I want you to be careful while hunting. I don't think your mother can take you dying. She's lost enough as it is."

"I will try my best to say clear of any unknown wolf smells and tell you if I find something suspicious."

"DON'T GO NEAR THE SMELLS AND DON'T GO ADVENTURING," he said, his voice quiet but insistent.

"I won't. I don't want to upset my mother with another death."

After the talk with Gifis, I was a little worried for my pack's well being. I didn't want to be blamed for anything that happened. If a wolf dies they will think it was me and I will be their downfall, I will be cast out and never allowed to return... I hate being the Ikea. The Ikeas are always the scapegoat, I suppose. After a few minutes to calm down I went hunting for my mother and for the Alpha as an apology for my attitude.