Stripes looks at the full moon in the sky. The Choser joins her.
"What do you see, Oh Wise One?" asks Stripes. The Choser pauses.
Then he says, "A great war is coming."
The next morning Zee and Mya wake up first. "C'mon Zee!" cried Mya.
She pestered him untill he agreed to go hunting in the forbidden
part of the forest. Yonder thought he saw a tail dissapear into the
undergrowth as he streched in the morning sun. He spoke to Feather.
"Hows it? Exited for mate chosing later?"
Yonder grinned, "Worried eh? You could end up being mates with-"
Yonder broke up as The Choser strode past. "Hhhmmm..." he seemed to
be in deep thought. "Stripes is of age... She could do with a
mate..." Yonder stared. Stripes with a mate! What a thought...
"ehh I wouldn't be to surprised the only thing you should be
surprised about is..... Never mind...." she stopped her sentence
about to blurt out a secret
Yonder looked at her walk away.
"Zee. We should not be here- YELP!" Mya squeaked as Zee pounced on
her. He hissed, "Quiet! We'll be found. And anyways, you coming to
the outer territory or I will tell papa 'bout your crush with-" Mya
took a swipe at Zee, narrowly missing his snout.
Feather was walking in the forest *sigh* she looked at the canonry
(can't spell XD) " well atleast I didn't tell t about th-" she saw
2 pup/cubs " hey you two what are you doing here"
Zee froze. He whispered to Mya, "She aint yabberin to us OK?" Mya
crouched lower, hiding in the undergrowth. "Actually she can,"
drawled a cold voice. "Aunt Stripes!" croaked Zee, "I-I was coming
h-home but I g-g-got sidetracked." Stripes picked up Zee by the
scruff. "Gwet Myar, Feathwer," she said, through Zee's pelt.
"Gwet Myar bwy 'er cwuff. Like Zwee an' meh." She indicated Zee,
who was embarrassed by being held like a cub. Well he was a cub but
one more moon didn't count right?
Zee hit the ground with a thud! and ran to his family
cavern. Mya followed.
Several hours passed. Only when the moon was high and full, did
anything happen. All wolves age 2 and over gathered at the high
rock. It was chosing hour. "Ahem," The Choser cleared his throat.
"I have decided that there will be two new pairs of mates this
moon." The crowd gasped. Two? "Yess..." "I won't be chosen!"
"Wahoo!" Excited wolves began whispering. "Enough. The pairs will
be as followed; Yonder, I think that you and Feathers will be happy
together." A cheer rose from the crowd. Yonder gave the howl of
acceptance. "Now, Stripes." A murmur went through the crowd. " I
think that-" "No!" Wolves turned and stared. Stripes was standing
on a rock. The rock of leaders. "I will not be chosen." she
snarled, ears flattened on her head. Several wolves hissed and
growled.
Stripes was instantly attacked by a gang of wolves. Fur was hurled
into the air. "ENOUGH!!" cried The Choser, "Stripes, you understand
that you will be exiled." "Sure gramps, just don't chose me."
"Gramps? I am not that old yet, Stripes." Stripes rolled her
eyes. A bush rustled near by. A huge, dark grey wolf appeared.
"Aaaaah... Stripey's chosing time. Who's the unlucky fella then,
Gramps..." The Choser flared up. "I am not old yet, Roke." Roke
grinned. Yellow fangs glinted. "When Stripey's exiled, I will
return..." He backed away. The Choser looked at the other wolves.
They all seemed to think along the same lines. "Fine. Stripes, you
stay. Gather a team of warriors and trackers. I want Roke to be
found in the next moon. Tomorrow is Zee and Mya's Rite of
Passage."
"Did ya hear that, Mya? We are warriors tomorrow!" Zee bounded
across their cavern. Mya rolled her eyes.
Yonder shook his head. One glance at Stripes was it. Stripes had a
bad temper. She approached Feather. "Coming? You too Yonder."
Yonder spoke softly." when do we start? I want to get medicine
supplies." Stripes thought. "Dawn to daybreak. I will get Fluff
and... " she broke off. "Never mind." She padded to her den, a very
good one that had rain water and a good supply of shrew. It was the
Alpha den.