Wolves Of The Ravine (abandoned)

Chapter 4

Ferone shivered despite Alpha's attempt to comfort to him. "So is there any way to get out of here?" He asked timidly.

Alpha stared at him as if he knew every answer to his curiosity. "Yes there is, but we only go there for hunting." Then he quickly added, "If you try to leave our territory, we'll stop you. A pup like you belongs with us, we really need more wolves."

Before Ferone could dare question him more, Alpha spoke again. "I will leave Dremre to look after you." Pointing his snout towards the beige wolf and then turned to the grey wolf. "And I will leave Tyun to mentor you." Ferone watched, dazzled. Alpha silently slunk away and left the three wolves to talk.

When he shifted his left foot, he winced in pain. Noow all he could think of was regrets, if he'd simply just stayed away from the ravine, he could've lived with Marigold and never realize that he was something as ferocious as a wolf and never get stuck in this strange place.

Ignoring Dremre's soft calls, Ferone found himself lost in thought, not knowing where life would lead to next. "I'd rather be a husky," He muttered under his breath sadly. Then he remembered his mother, she left him in cold dust. Ferone bristled in anger, why didn't she care for him and tell him his meant-to-be destiny?

"Wake up, pup." Tyun snapped, Ferone's left foot jerked, causing him to howl in agony. Howl? Was it the first time he made such a loud noise?

Dremre glared at Tyun and then turned to pick up Ferone. But before Ferone could reject her grip, she grabbed Ferone by the scruff as if he were as light as air. "We're going to go back to our territory before the 'Parnes' come." She called to Tyun with gritted teeth. "And don't you dare go surprising the poor pup like that."

Ferone gave up on struggling and decided to stay still.

"What's your name, pup?" Dremre whispered.

"Ferone." Ferone replied grudgingly. Dremre flicked her ears and continued walking.

I'm entering a stranger's home, Marigold noted it was bad to wander into a stranger's home. But his heart was beating too fast to dare think of pleasant moments. 'Dumb giant husky! Dumb giant husky!' He remembered cruel words as dogs all sizes giggled and poked at him. And he felt as if he was going to face a similar situation.

He felt his pelt burn as many eyes turned on him, Dremre was standing on the ledge- and when Ferone did indeed look down, he was surprised to see the sheer fall. He could barely hold it and wanted to push Dremre forward but she kept still. Wolves from all pelts and sizes looked down at him, some in disgust, some in surprise, some in fear and some in hatred.

"Who comes here?" Came a demanding voice strong and squeaky. He wasn't surprised when a she-pup walked up to him at a safe distance and sniffed. "Ew!" She retorted rudely. "He smells like squirrel-dung!"

"Sorry." Ferone apologized politely at first, but the she-pup's teasing eyes provoked his anger that he could not hold his temper. "You smell like squirrel-dung too." He snarled back. The she-pup growled at him but after noticing Dremre's impatient glare, she turned tail and ran back.

"Ahem." Dremre began awkwardly. We are recruiting this pup, do you have any objections?"

The crowd was silence until a silver wolf identical to Tyun except with grey eyes had stepped up. "We need this 'runt' to prove he deserves to be in our pack." Ferone shivered at his hostile objection and stared at Tyun and Dremre, hoping they'd intervene.

To his surprise, she answered. "Very well, pup prove yourself." She dropped Ferone at her feet, which caused him to yelp and stumble, fortunately not to his left, where the giant drop was. He watched and shivered as he saw the silver wolf eye the crowd, before he let out a soft growl.

Finally, a young brown wolf emerged, his eyes amber and vicious- without a trace of mercy. "Runt, I dare you not to say your name. But I shall say mine." He snarled and whipped his tail menacingly. "You may call me Eison, if you yield and scurry away- you will be left to fall. If you end victorious you will join our pack." Eison snickered in doubt and braced his broad shoulders, Ferone shivered and did the same.

If fate wants me to die, I must object and fight back. Ferone thought bravely.