Chapter Two

Instructions

Raven's Call MoonPack It was another dream. Raven could tell. A large brown wolf stared at her with eyes of fire. "Raven..." he whispered. "Raven, bird of a feather." Three purple flames sprung up from the icy ground and began to chant. Birds of a feather must fly side by side, Till death do them homage. A fear is arising. A bloodbath awaits. The waters are poisoned, yet the fish has revenge. Revenge. Revenge. Beware. They chanted it, first quiet and then loud. The sky turned from blue to red and the ground cracked. "STOP!" shouted Raven, anxiety creeping into her voice. "Stop! Please!" The ground cracked, and Raven fell back into her den. *** "Raven!" cried Dove. "Are you okay?" Dove was a white wolf with speckled gray spots around her face that made her look like the moon. She was Murky's chief advisor when he was alive and his dearest friend. She had taken in Raven since the night she was born. Raven's birth mother, Willow, had long since disappeared. Her whereabouts were unknown to almost all of MoonPack. "I had a strange dream." stuttered Raven sleepily. "I don't want to talk about it." Dove grimaced. "All right. Let's go hunting. I'm hungry." Dove nudged Raven out of the den. Dove was a middle-aged wolf, but she was dangerously spirited when she got hungry. "Mmmf," mumbled Raven. Dove practically dragged her to the stream. "I...wan..rabbbitfffffsss.." Raven slurred. That got her a cold splash of water from Dove, who giggled. Raven shook the water off of her black fur. "Hey!" "You asked for it," said Dove with a smirk. It was soon cut off with a large squirt of water. After a moment, her fur was dripping with shining water. Her eyelids drooped. Raven snorted. "You little crow!" squealed Dove. A large gray fish slapped across Raven's face. "Gaaaaaahh!" Whoosh! "Stop it!" The sound of flapping fish rang through the treetops. *** "I think that's all we need." yawned Raven. The sun dipped low. "You'll be lucky if there's any fish left in the stream." Dove's fur glowed a rosy pink in the fading light. "Yeah." Raven stared at the horizon. "Raven?" asked Dove. "I.. well... I brought you here for a reason. I want to tell you something." "What?" Raven's mind swirled with every possible secret under the stars. "You-are-part-of-a-prophecy-and-you-are-destined-to-be-Alpha-and-I-don't-know-why-WHY, MURKI? WHY?" Tears slid down Dove's face. Raven bit her tongue. "I don't understand. Only male pups can be Alpha." Dove took a deep breath. "I don't know, Raven. Just have trust in the Stars." Raven sighed. "How can I? Bass is leader, Whillow is pretty much dead, and Murky is gone!" Dove gripped Raven close to her. All was still. Raven felt her hopes gleam. Then a snarling voice slipped through the trees. "Dove, I am very, VERY disappointed." Raven's blood turned to ice. Bass was here.