Royark had been watching the sky at night as of late and the story they told coincided with wolfens dream. He had been a little more moody as of late. He had been trying to determine the cause of the danger. His attention being towards the stars , He had reclused himself to the inner cave of his den.
"Great ancestors hear my plea. What will transpire soon to this pack your pack of the strong?" I ask as the water pool starts to churn. I place my muzzle over the lip and peer down into its depths.
What he saw chilled him to his marrow. He knew that to save the pack wolfen had to make up his mind. A she wolf must be choosen, or the pack would fall apart and the great monstrous two legs metal beast will revenge the territory.
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Resika wakes up to the crisp new day. She had been dozing in the Delta's den towards the back. He pads out of her den and heads straight for the fresh kill that had been made three nights prior. She sniff around the elk carcass and rips into a shoulder. Shredding the carcass with her front canines. As she finishes her meal, a curious scent seeks her nostrils. Her nose flares as she picks up an unknown scent. A scent slightly masked with fear.
She hears a loud sound as a large bird fly's over. Her fur stands on end as she races towards the alpha den. "Wolfen!" She howls as the bird decends with two legs looking threw oblong objects.
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Human: "sir we have yet to see a development from this pack. These might be the only none diseased bunch in the whole park!" The head director nods as they fly away to make reports. "If these wolves are immune..."