Conclusion

Reprieved by hours from certain death; caressed by an unending, placid night.
Thoughts whisked away like the caprices of childhood yielding to the more plausible, yet meeker, realities.
The injured wolf, disingenuous in mind and affable in spirit lays immobile to the bleak world around her. Her pristine white fur is no longer pure, but tainted sallow from the grime and filth that she lays in.
After so long, what seems like eternity, the white wolf finally opens her eyes. Blurry images and silhouettes dance across her vision. She inhales deeply, cringing when she is met with pain. Where was she?
“Hikari!” A speckled wolf, Endure, exclaims with widening eyes.“Look, she’s waking up! Sky, you’re brilliant! You saved her!”
The still wolf’s vision returns fully, but her mind is under a torpor blanket. There were several wolves around her, looking at least a bit brightened by her conscious state. “…for the pack…” She murmured the last vow she was aware of making, trying to remember clearly what had occurred. Her untoward jerk of limbs is what announced to the others that she could recall the events beforehand.
The scenes of her last moments replayed in her head over and over and over again. She shuddered, shying away and into herself – the throbs of neck pain ignored as she whimpered a taut mantra of distress, “I’m alive….I’m alive...I’m alive…I’m alive….Kurow…Mother…”
The white wolf stayed curled up in the camp clearing that the others had carefully brought her in, oblivious to others who seemed on the border between maudlin and relieved.
Endure watched with a poignant gaze, but remained still as Hikari tried to recover from whatever it was she was going through. But she was just content another wolf had not perished during the attack. Especially when said wolf was perhaps the closest thing to a sister…
So the usually irritable female lifted her chin and gazed into the cleared evening sky, an ethereal sunset painted by lost spirits and friends as they raced towards the heavens in hopes of reaching Starpack, starlight raining down from their fur as they did.

Tomorrow would surely bring a new day, and with it would come a fresh beginning.

"Father, thank you for watching over me," Endure paused and simpered gratefully,"and Mistypack."

Dangerous times

Karuso snarled in fury. Mistypack was overpowering his guards. Some fool ahad begun shouting that he, Karuso, had been tricking them all along. Hah! His guards wouldnt fall for that! Or would they...
He backed up and then turned and ran into the forest. The sound of the battle roaring in his ears and for the first time since his puppyhood, he felt fear.
(Refer to last comments on last post for the storyline)

Uprising

Sako raced through the forest, his paws pounding the earth. Adrinaline and excitement surged through him as it never had before. The storm brewing overhead caused his fur to feel sticky with tension. He dodged trees and leapt across rocks. His energy never ebbed the whole way to the camp. As he arived he saw a patrol of Mistypack wolves exiting to hunt and he gestured them to follow, which they did, shocked that he was alive. He silenced their whispered questions with a flick of his ears and slid back to the back area of the camp where the majority of wolves were. Delta was lying by the edge of the camp, waiting for Sako. He knew Kra had gone after him and he was sure he'd be the first to hear.
"Delta, the uprising's begun!" Sako hissed in his ear, barely sheltered in the small brush around him. Delta didn't move his head but a smile spread across his face along with grim detirmination.
"I'll spread the word, brother." he murmured and stood up, streching casually and strolling over to Hikari.
"The uprising has begun. Spread the word to another and meet behind the sand pit," he muttered in her ear. He then turned and saw several guards eyeing him so he pretended to sniff the measely kill pile and say something about hunting before he leapt out towards where Sako, the hunting party, Kra and more wolves were joining.
Karuso lounged on his rock, his eyes half closed. Everything was beyond perfect. A guard was grooming his fur. He saw Delta automatically knowing to keep the kill pile full for his leader and smiled slightly. They were finally submitting to him.
Nothing was further from the truth.
~
Kra and Sako were hastily explaining to the wolves who were going to go on patrol; Kurow, Endure, Aroko, Rawen and Storm. When they had finished, the light of battle was already shining in their eyes. Rawen stepped forward with a slight bow.
"I'll fight till my last breath, Sako!" he declared. Sako felt his fur grow hot and he blinked.
"Don't bow to me, Rawen," he muttered. "I'm not your alpha or anything. I'm just, well..." a grin played at the corners of his mouth. "leading the whole pack into battle."
~
Almost the whole pack was gathered behind the sand pits. Other had stayed so as not to arouse to much suspicion.
"Sako! When do we plan to attack?"
Sako rose his head as a flash of lightning flashed above and the first drops of water began to fall. His next words were bellowed into the dark sky and across the mountains around them.
"MISTYPACK, ATTAAAAACK!"