Biography
Gun shots rang through the air. Howls of pain surrounded a young, gray and white female pup. She was only a month old, and could barely even chew fresh kill, and wasn't even named. All the pup could do was watch as hunters killed her pack.
After the pack was slaughtered and scattered, the pup let out whimpers of fright as she saw hunters walking by, speaking odd words to each other that the beautiful pup could not comprehend. Suddenly, a female human turned towards the pup, and reaching out her two huge, pink paws, scooped the gray pup into her arms. All the young pup could hear was
"Her name shall be Abby"
Two years later...
Abby padded through the forest, her hunters right behind her. The humans raised her into a hunting dog, taking the wolf's killing instincts and using it for their own greed. Abby couldn't even remember the short time she had lived with her parents. All she knew was humans, and the forest.
As she trotted through the forest, Abby suddenly skidded to a halt, her gaze traveling through the woods. There it was. An elderly caribou, alone without it's herd. Abby ran ahead, the hunters following, until the hunters stopped, them being able to see the weakened caribou.
Shots rang in her ears, and she soon saw the caribou laying still on the once lush grass, now slowly being soaked with blood. Abby, padding closer, saw something horrific behind the caribou. It was the caribou's last calf.
Curiously, the hunters followed Abby, no matter how much she wished inside her head they didn't. And so, the hunters saw the small calf. Abby tried to bite at the legs of the humans, trying to drag them away from the calf. But nothing worked. The shots rang in her ears, and letting out a soft whimper, Abby saw the calf laying beside it's mother, letting out a small, painful snort, before laying its head down, and letting death take her away.
Abby had never felt bad about the victims of her hunts. But seeing that poor calf die, Abby felt fury bubbling inside of her. One night, Abby heard the powerful, brave howl of a male wolf. Glancing around at the sleeping humans, the beautiful wolf made her escape.
The gray and white wolf darted around trees and ferns that covered the forest ground. Her paws tripped on roots and her fur got stuck in brambles, but Abby pushed on.
Soon, Abby came to a meadow with a swamp that lay in the distance. Exhausted, she curled up on the ground in the open land, and let her eyes close, and Abby then fell into a deep, relaxing sleep.
"Wake up" Came a soft but deep whisper. Surprised, Abby's eyes flashed open, and she leaped to her paws, her fur bristling as she saw who had awoken her. In front of her was a strongly-built male wolf. His pale gray pelt stood out from the strong dawn light. Stripes and markings, colored dark gray, covered his pelt.
"What's your name?" He asked simply, shifting around until he got into a comfortable position.
"Abby. And yours is...?", The gray and white female wolf replied.
"Silver Moon", He answered. "I found you curled up in this hollow, and so I decided to get you some fresh-kill."
Abby's eyes darted towards a plump rabbit laying on the ground, a mouth watering scent of blood wafting from it. As she finished chewing her first bite of prey, she offered Silver Moon to share with her. Accepting the offer, they sat close together, chewing the prey.
As they ate, Abby's fur accidentally brushed against his pelt. Blushing, the beautiful wolf inched away, only to be shocked that Silver moon shifted closer to her. Yipping happily, Abby slowly lapped at his ear. In return, Silver Moon nuzzled her. And so, the two wolves became mates.
A few months later...
Abby's eyes widen in surprise as she saw a white-black wolf padding forward, with Silver Moon beside her.
"She says her name is Kora, and she would like to join us and create a pack.", Silver Moon explained quickly. Kora bent down with her tail in between her legs.
"I have seen you many times, hunting, and I think you could start a wonderful pack, and I want to be apart of that."
As the years were passing more and more wolves came in and the pack grew...
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