WHEN SUDDENLY.....!!!!!

Kazrah had just finished explaining Rasho's story on the rock. She was now lounging in the middle of the camp. It was a nice day, not to hot and not too cold. Wolves were still recovering from the previous attack but they were doing well. As it turned out-- Rasho had given Kazrah the herbs but had rushed back into the forest for more and thats why it seemed like he had left o she wouldn't see him. Kazrah pricked her ears suddenly. Rasho had left the camp earlier that morning and she wondered if it was him. She sniffed the air and felt her hackles raise. There was Rasho's scent, yes....but there was another wolf's scent.
"IT'S YOU!" came Rasho's sudden cry froma distance outside the camp. Several wolves jumped at the sudden sound. Kazrah leapt to her feet and stood her ground, awaiting whatever was behind those bushes.
"Who's there? Show yourself!" she barked harshly. Yelps and barks of joy were coming from outside the camp clearing and suddenly Rasho came leaping out, eyes shining, and he whirled around waiting for whoever it was to follow. A sly and handsome looking young wolf about Rasho's age came leaping gracfully out after him. Rasho's eyes were bright as he headbutted the wolf afectionatly.
"Ah, Frazko! I knew you'd find me one day." Rasho was grinning. But this grin was different. This was a satisfied happy grin--not that smirking grin her kept having. Kazrah was glad that Rasho was so happy with his friend.
"Frazko, Rasho's told me about you. How has your journey been? I'm sure you are hungry...?" she asked as she turned towards the kill-pile. Frazko nodded enthusiasticly. Rasho whispered something to Frazko and he nodded.
"So you are the Alpha of the pack, I hear. I have travled a long distance and I have much news to discuss. I figured Rasho here would go and find himself a pack!" she exclaimed as he shoved his friend good naturedly. Frazko and Rasho shoved eachother and began to playfully wrestle with each other. Kazrah brough back a freshly cought Carribu.
"Mist just caught this. Help yourself!" Frazko dove into it, gulping great mouthfuls of meat. After a moment he swallowed and looked at Karah and Rasho who were anxiously awaiting the news.
"Gazmuld is on the move. He is very angry that you escaped. He is headed in this direction, although he is many moons away. This pack could be in very grave danger if he meets here." he said in a low voice. Saharah was sitting next to Kazrah and she narrowed her eyes and concentrated.
"How many are there, Frazko?" she asked suddenly. "Would we be able to win a battle with some luck?" Frazko shook his head.
"No. They have way to many wolves on their side." he glanced around the camp. "Gazmuld has gathered many more wolves...probably twenty five to one in this pack." he said. He lowered his head again and ate some more. Kazrah looked troubled. Rasha came forward from the circle that had gathered around them and she spoke.
"Should we flee to a new territory..?" she asked.
"The pack is already wounded fromthe last battle." Tajo barked. More wolves flooded Kazrah, Saharah, Shenzi and Frazko with questions.
"Silence!" howled Kazrah suddenly. The pack fell silent at once. Their eyes were wide as they began to panic. "Frazko said they are many moons away from us. I trust him. Frazko, Rasho, Saharah and Shenzi will discuss this with me and I will then discuss it with my pack. Until then, carry on as if you had never heard this conversation." Kazrah dissmissed her pack with a nod and they began to scatter slowly, a low murmur from all the wolves discussing it with themselves.