My Story: The Pack

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The night was silent. Not a sound could be heard from the deep, dark forrest. His tail hung low as he dropped into a sneaking position. His ears perked up and his fur stood on end as he heard a small ruffle in the bushes. He slowly crept deeper into the forrest ahead, not aware of the dangers that were lurking inside. His eyes were as wide as golf balls, and his claws were at the ready. He saw two glowing eyes staring straight back at him, only the eyes were moving, and getting bigger. He trembled in fear as he heard the footsteps of a warrior come closer to him. A small growl emerged from the creature ahead of him, only encouraging him to come closer. Scar ran at it, only to wake up to the sound of a wolf howl in the distance. He slowly stood up and approached the forrest. “Hello Scar,” growled the shadowy figure. “I am Goldstar, leader of Ashpack, I have a request for you.” Scar’s ears perked up as he listened to the words, “Would you like to join our pack?” “How did you find me?” Questioned Scar “I have heard many reports of a lone wolf on the outskirts of our territory,” Answered Goldstar “And I figured that you might like to join, since you are alone..” “But why me, I’m just a loner? What help will that give your pack?” “A few weeks ago, we lost many warriors of our pack in a battle. We need more members if we are to protect our territory.” The both of them approached the camp and headed through a small tunnel. As Scar entered, he was greeted by many curious looks from other members of the pack. He heard many whispers of “Who is he?” and “How’d he get that scar?”. “Wolves of Ashpack,” began Goldstar. “We have a new member, his name is Scar” “Wait a second,” Growled a voice in the distance. “That’s the loner I saw a few days ago.” Scar slowly approached the wolf and was amazed to see that he had many scratches and bites all over his body. “He almost killed me!” He looked up at the wolf and unsheathed his claws, ready to attack. “You gave me this scar, you careless fleabag!” Howled Scar. “And now, I’ll give you one as well!” Scar ran towards him and slashed his claws into his eye, staggering his attacker. He bared his teeth and was about to bite before-“Scar!” Shouted Goldstar. “You stop this right now!” As anger filled his voice, Scar stepped back and whimpered.“You two will both have to learn to get along! Scar has proven himself and will be trained to become a defender of our pack.” Scar’s mind started to wander off as he followed Goldstar to a small, cave. He stepped inside and noticed that there were many other apprentices as well. “This is Scar, our newest apprentice.” Boomed Goldstar, “You must treat him with respect as you all treat each other.” The wolves nodded in agreement and went back to resting. “Hey, that’s the guy who fought Graypaw!” Shouted a voice in the distance. “Who’s Graypaw and, who are you?” Asked Darkstripe. “Oh, yeah I forgot, I’m Ravenclaw. And you must be Scar! Loads of wolves have been talking about you lately, have you gotten your pack name yet?” “My what?” Questioned Scar. “Oh, well It’s like a name that the leaders usually give the new wolves. So I’m thinking of calling you Darkstripe,” “Hmmm nice name, so when do we begin training?” “Tomorrow at sun high, I just started training but Graypaw has been here for quite a while now.” Ravenclaw yawned and gently laid down. “You should get some rest, you’ll need it for tomorrow.” Darkstripe nodded and laid down near Ravenclaw, slowly closing his eyes. “Wake up sleepy head!” Giggled Ravenclaw in Darkstripe’s ear. “It’s nearly time for training!” “Oh yeah, I forgot.” Darkstripe slowly rose up and began stretching before he made his way out the den. “So…what do we do for training?” Asked Darkstripe. “Well we usually start off with some hunting, then we begin to practice our fighting skills.” Replied Ravenclaw. Darkstripe nodded as they started towards the forrest. The sun was warm on Darkstripe’s body and he began to feel tired again. “I guess you’re tired” grunted Ravenclaw. “I was always tired on my first training missions, but then I just got used to it.” Ravenclaw nudged Darkstripe as they approached the training ground. “Welcome to training!” called a voice from the distance. “And I also welcome you, Darkstripe.” “How do you know my name?” Asked Darkstripe. “I know all… well, Ravenclaw told me. I am Lionheart, The deputy leader of Ashpack.” “Well, nice to meet you,” Answered Darkstripe. “When do we begin?” “As soon as Graypaw arrives, he’s usually late.” Answered Lionheart. A few minutes later, Graypaw arrived with scratches and cuts all over his body. “What happened ?” Asked Lionheart. “Were you attacked?” “No *pant* I got *pant* attacked by *pant* Bloodpack.” Graypaw then dropped to the ground, his lifeless body lay still on the ground. “Get Spottedleaf!” Ordered Lionheart. “Get her now!” I looked over at Ravenclaw but he had already ran off. “Who’s Spottedleaf?” Asked Darkstripe. “She’s our medicine wolf-