Wolves Of The Ravine (abandoned)

Chapter 6

"Marigold!" Ferone whispered, the small white dog turned and gave him a smile, her black lips were the same shape as he usually had seen, her eyes were as bright as they usually were and her fur was the exact same fluff level as it usually was. But something felt odd as he looked at her, had she come to visit him? Without Alpha finding her?

The expression in her eyes was hollow, not with the frequent motherly love she would look at him. Ferone shivered, a haunting shiver crept up his spine. Suddenly Marigold's face distorted, Ferone shrieked and jumped back, he turned to run towards where Dremre was. Ferone dared to look back, Marigold's tiny eyes had narrowed into slits, her snout grew and her pelt was now tainted a glistening dark grey, like a nightmare.

And then everything was white.

"Wake up!" Dremre's call boomed in his ears. Ferone tried not to show his fear and surprise, which fortunately he didn't. But he was surprised when he saw Tyun resting on the other side of the small den, keeping his cool and patiently waiting for Ferone.

"He sleeps there?" Ferone yelped, startled.

"Didn't you notice?" Dremre said flatly. Ferone shook his head and glared at Tyun.

"Why the mean face?" Tyun asked calmly, un-battered by Ferone's rudeness.

Ferone curled his lip, he did not bother to answer, because he was stuck in this dreaded place. "When can we have food?" He asked instead, trying not to sound like he was pleading.

Tyun eyed him casually like Alpha had done. "After training." Tyun informed him. "You're plump and pampered, we cannot let you be like that." Ferone bristled at his sarcastic 'accent'.

Dremre nosed him out before he could complain, he could still feel hatred burning in his fur as Eison glared at him miserably in a shadowed den. But strangely he also felt a pair of friendly eyes rest on him, Ferone turned to see a brown wolf, his fur still fluffed up due to his youth- he looked to be about the same age as Ferone.

"Hello." The wolf said, his paws shifting restlessly. "W-what's your name?"

"I'm Ferone." He replied gloomily.

But the wolf had already spoken before Ferone could catch up with Tyun. "I'm Brincel!" The wolf introduced himself happily.

Ferone guessed there was a wolf, out of the whole pack, that had accepted him.