"Mitus!" barked out Alpha, the natural leader of the pack. He was slipping down an icy slope, hundreds of feet of rocks and cavern beneath him.
"Mitus please!" he barked again, his paws barely holding against the frictionless ice. Carefully trotting over, as if mocking, Mitus made his way over to Alpha. "Something wrong, brother?" Mitus spat the words from his snarling face. "Oh you're in trouble" he smirked a long tooth grin. "Too bad there's no one around to help you" he cooed before swiping his paws over Alpha's. His grip was immediately lost and he howled as his body crashed into the rocks below.
"Easy work" mumbled Mitus as he trotted away from the scene of the murder as if he hadn't just murdered his own brother.
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Dark Alpha Howling
FantasíaWhen Alpha is murdered by an unknown murderer, the blame is placed on Zim the pack outcast. Though Zim knows who it is and how to prove it, further exile on him will prevent the unveiling truth of the Haunters pack.
