A Terminal Howl

[Fellack]

Leaves rustled, branches snapped, and blood splashed the grounds of the forest. Behind the sprinting Varg loomed a fierce creature that bade death to the hunt before it. The hunted dashed to avoid a charred trunk, skipping and dancing to dodge the towering trees that swayed above him. The black wolf shot past a clearing between the circle of trees, only to have the creature reign upon it. Within seconds the wolf was hurtled into the air with the sheer force of the creature's weight that had loomed behind him. Fellack, the wolf, pawed helplessly at the air before capsizing and lurching forward to come in direct contact with the ground. His last thought before the blackout was one of pure self-pity.

[Blitz]

//this is after mostly all my threads so there will be some background//

HArd life hit him cramped in his side. He had traveled so far just to change his mind about millions of times. First meating up with a tan Fae and her black colored friend, and once her told them where he was bound to go it seemed as they would give all to change his mind. Then the nice tan Fae had agreed with his decision as a friend when the black one ran of with madness. Who where they again, he hadn't known them for long. Then setting of he met up with another varg who completley changed his mind, she was a pure white. Pretty as could be. He was torn from who he really was to who he wanted to be, a member of List, but these life-changing friends he had just met had already changed his lifes decision. He saw who he really was and joined a pack where he wouldn't have to be against his loyals. Though could he meet another Varg? We will find out.

He ran along the brush in the shadow of the trees, and Blitzen was destine to reach his goal. The scent of his new friends still brushed into his fur in this long run. The smell of danger reached his nose as he stopped to smell the air. Bear? Yes. Then Blitzen remembered the time with Talar when he helped her take down that large beast, and it nearly cost him a life.

He chased the scent and came acroos to a bundle of trees with claw marks and freshly-splattered blood running the ground cold into haunting darkness. He looked over to see a mann flying in the air and his body hitting to ground cold. Above him stood the bear, and nearly the same size as before, he had practice with these animals already remembering the scar on his sholder. He flung himself from the ground to the bears blind-spot and dug his fangs into the back of its neck. Destine to chase it off, and help the young varg. Though Blitz was still a pup, he could try to come out alive against the yearling bear at the same rate. With snarls and gasps darkness turned with red in the grass.

[Fellack]

The deafening roar slashed like a hot blade against the blackness of nothing. Fellack's eyes jolted open, his shallow breathing sparked and flickered to a pounding drum, and his golden eyes flashed with horror. I'm alive? Fellack questioned his own consciousness. Fellack lay there for what seemed a year before a mountainess crash shook the ground and the trees that still loomed above him. And then he remembered; being pursued by the beast, adrenaline flying through his nerves, the helpless feeling of being cast into oblivion before meeting what he had assumed as his demise. But now Fellack was thrust back into the cold reality that he may go on living. Living with the roaring pain that screamed down his back. Fellack slowly rose to his legs, and a hot flash drove through his leg, crumpling him back to the ground. He could smell the beast now, and he could smell another Varg. Fellack quietly whimpered for help, a helpless black wolf in a bloody puddle.

[Blitz]

Blitz struggled and the bear tried to toss him off, clawing at itself to get the varg, but his stubby arms couldn't reach as the bear roared. It rang the forest, and no matter how hard Blitz struggled he could not seem to take it down alone like he did before. He snarled and growled and with the bears final effort it back hard into a tree hitting sharp branches into the back of his flank. With a yelp he screeched and released his grip on the bear and fell to the ground hard.

A whimpered birst from a few tail lengths away, and there stood a black varg having trouble standing, and Blitz could see the blood dripping from the manns leg and back. With all of his efforts he stood up, but before he could stand up the bear slashed Blitz in the side and the yearling went flying into a tree a few feet away. He yelped and snarled and the blow as he grow limp.

Standing back up he realized the bear going to the black Varg. With the last of adrenaline head had left he snrang himself ontop on the bear once again. It hurt, but they both would die if something wern't done soon. The bear roared once more shaking him off, and with mouthfulls of fur and blood jamming his mouth he tried his best to speak, "I-If you....can ple-ase!...HELP m-me..wolf!........If- you don-t.. we both d-...die!" He struggled with his last efforts to not kill the bear but chase him off. His body ached and he couldn't hold on much longer. Deep in his mind he prayed to Fernis, if only he could help him.

[Fellack]

Fellack slowly began to rise once again. Now he could see what was happening- the other wolf was trying to help him from the creature that had tried to kill him. Fellack realized the futility in one wolf trying to take down the creature. A burst of adrenaline gave him both the strength and courage to lunge straight at the beast's neck whilst it was distracted by the other Varg. Fellack jammed his open jaws around the beast's vocal cuffs and dug in as far as he could with his young teeth. It must have been enough though, because thick, viscous blood oozed down Fellack's muzzle, so much it burred his vision and the bear flailed it's paws before collapsing to the ground. Fellack dashed out of the way, the bear's crash echoed and rustled the leaves, and the forest soon grew quiet. All was calm except for the blood pulsing and beating through Fellack's ears.

[Blitz]

It all happened fast. Just as he had lost hope....maybe he is already dead? Blitz thought, but then he felt a punge push the bear into a knock, The other varg must've heard him! Then only a few moments of struggle the bear fell to the ground and retreated into the darkness. Blitzen glomped the ground and lay panting for a moment on the ground with a light wimper inside his throat. He calmly lifted his head to see the varg there a way away from hi. His neck soon gave up on strength as he lay it back down.

"Thanks.." He simply said "You hurt?" Blitz asked not worrying too much about himself on the otherhand. His grey and brown pelt had been stained by blood along with the scars. He felt it inside, He didn'y have to hel him, and he almost didn't too. But the longing to be a better person ate at him in the stake of another Vargs life. When the population of his race was already running into an all time low. He twisted his head to say no more as he licked of what he could reach on his sholder taking his gaze away from the varg. Then a smeel that he finally noticed under all the stress, blood, and fear. The smell of Koran, and his hostile side weakend as he drew to the fact it wasn't a rival pack.

[Fellack]

Fellack paused as he licked his wounds clean. Could he trust this Mann? Fellack pondered for a moment before answering his own question. Yes, he thought. A Varg that would selflessly save your life and not demand respect would be a friend. Or at least not hostile. And there was another thing. This other pup smelled too of Koran. "It's nothing too serious. I can get through. Thank you very much for helping fend off that beast. I don't think I could have done it alone. I would give you Larka's Blessings, if I had the authority of a god." Fellack chuckled and growled softly. "You're from Koran?" Fellack asked, now standing up. "I just joined, but I'm thinking of making a transfer to Deor. Either way, it's still the good guys." He said, using his adolescent language he still somewhat possessed. Fellack was 11 months old now, for this was a year after his travels to Sky Mountain with Talar and Shadow.

[Blitz]

Blitzen didn't bother standing up, and only sat up to stare at the varg, "You should really not stand mann, with the blood you lost. It's hard to belive you look like you are ready to take off into the forest again, alone" He said giving the varg a little laugh. He should know the only reason I helped him was because he is a fellow pack member.... Blitz thought licking his wound, though he decided to keep it to himself, "Your welcome. Be better thought not to mess with a creature like that." He tried to sound as much as a full-grown as he could, though he was a mere pup.

"Yes indeed. I am from Koran Sir." He said cheered up, but t hen the varg spoke a little rumble of moving packs. The tip of his tail twitched ever so lightly. "Why? You're are not like them at all.... Why would you think to join a pack like Deor? I know they are allies, but they are so differnt, its hard to belive." He said almost with a laugh. "What do you seek in that pack?" His voice didn't sound to calm anymore as he just relised that the fresh scars on his back wasn't worth the batter after all. Almost about to protest more of the outrage inside of him, he stopped. A familiar scent hung onto this wolf. Is it? Talar? he thought licking his paw, Could she have been with this varg too? Possibly. "Talar," He said out loud, "Did you travel with her?" He muzzle pulled up a grin and his tail thumped against the hard forest floor beneith him.

[Fellack]

Fellack turned his head to Blitz. Could this other Varg know Talar too?
"Yes." Fellack responded. "I have known Talar for a very long time now. We have gone on two adventures, and trust and know eachother very much." Fellack growled happily. She is one of my greatest friends." "Do you by chance also know Shadow? I have known her almost my whole life- which isn't that long, mind you.. I' just turned 11 months old yesterday. I've known her since I was about 4 months." Fellack reminisced to when Blitz had responded that Deor is not the right pack for him. Fellack growled at the Varg in front of him."Why not? I live for life's adventure- the best part is solving a legend, seeking a treasure, or just the plain thrill of adventure and livinglife. Maybe I'll rejoin Koran when I'm older- that's for people with families, who want to settle down for the rest of their lives. I don't have a family. They're all gone." Fellack crumpled to the ground once again with a loud thump. The bleeding continued a small bit, but his legs gave way. He made a little growl.

[Blitz]

Blitzen laughed, "Yes, and by that I know both of them. Shadow and Talar. We too are great friends." He smiled and nodded remembering he saved both of their lives once, and they saved his. And his stupid choice of joining the wrong pack, they convinced him otherwise for Joining List. 'You arn't much like List at all,' Talar told him. It was like a hit on the head as he rilised what he could've been.

"Well sorry to offened you." Blitzen laughed inside. " I didn't mean it like that. I was just saying that you act more like a Koran that Deor. No, no. You got it all wrong. Deor is the family pack, and I know lots about them as I do every pack in Transylvania." He said remembering The two Faes convincing him to stay South. His lip came up in a light growl. "But, what should I do about it. It's not my decision. Just trying to help." He said limping up to stretch, he sighed as he looked at Fernis in the sky. He had been away from them for a while, Talar and Shadow. It would upset them if both BLitz and the other mann didn't get along. Then it came to him, he turned around to the black varg, "You never gave me your name."

[Fellack]

Suddenly all doubts Fellack had about Blitz seemed to dissipate immediately. Any friend of Talar and Shadow is a friend of his. Fellack growled happily to learn of this- for he had not many friends himself. A few close allies, but only few he could call sound friends. "Fellack. My name is Fellack, and I would like to offer you my friendship. I feel it just that I lend open paws to any friend of Talar or Shadow." Fellack wagged his tail furiously: he was but a pup of 10 months, yet he felt like the world rejoiced him as an old comrade. Truly this is what it is like to live life, through adventure, through thrill, through friendship. Now he had three.

[Blitz]

Blitzen looked the varg over, Talar was a mere sister to him. "Nice to meet you, Fellack. I'm Blitzen, though I'd like to be called Blitz. Lack, I think I could accept your request, though I barley know you, I trust you have a fine spirit." Blitz looked the way that the bear had run off. Wincing at the pain from standing up, he checked the forest carefully for any other unknown things waiting to jump out. The cub rose his tail and stretched with a laugh and his fine brown and dipped-black edge of his fur lay flat from being bristled. "What a coincidence, eh Lack?" Blitz said saying the new vargs name lazily by shortening it.

Blitzen looked at the sun, he had no telling of that he actually believed in Zostar to anyone. Keeping to himself, he just went with the odd ways and learned of Transylvania beliefs. Like few Blitz came from the South, and knew nothing about Tor and Fernis. "If that bear hadn't quarried my back I would offer a hunt." He laughed trying to hide even the little dislikes he had for the varg. What came to this is a short unpleasant growl that he held under his breath.

[Fellack]

Fellack could sense as Blitz looked him over disapprovingly that the Varg didn't like him all too much. Fellack growled softly and lowered his head, blood now drying to a crust on his flank and side, strength slowly regaining, probably enough for a hunt. Fellack rose after waiting for the scent of a deer- this one near him was young and dying. Fellack's lips curled and tongue lolled at the thought of an easy kill like this. Within seconds Fellack sprung forth to the smell of the Lera, legs somewhat limping, but eyes fully alert. He would show this Varg he was determined to help them, even though he was putting himself at risk.

[Blitz]

Blitzen calmed down a bit and then an aurora filled the air, a musky scent of deer, an old and sick. Blitzen didn't feel to much hunger, but when he looked over to see Fellack, the glowing despirity in his eye. He knew that Lack would want to chase it, and take it down, if he even could in his position.

The He saw Fellack chase off after the Herla before Blitz could even say anything in protest. "Are you Fox brained! You're gonna get yourself killed pup!" He snarled running after the varg still yelling to make him stop, "Fellack!" He growled once more wincing at the sturring pain in his right leg from the bear attack. Anger filled him like he could slap some some scence into that pup.

Blitzen could see the buck now, and going at a full limp, but still its ears perched at Blitzens growling and took off. still able to kill a varg with a single blow. Then Blitzen almost forgot about the danger and soon the bloodlust came onto him like a wave of darkness feeding for the deer. He jumped up next to fellack and dug his jaws into the flesh.

[Fellack]

Fellack nearly winced as Blitz came upon the Herla with a strong clasp in his jaws. Truth was, he was hurt. Fellack was trying desperately trying not to, like all Varg might do in his situation, not act hurt or weak by his present physical and medical state. But as another blood flow surged out the wound in his leg, he felt a leech of energy drain out with it. Within seconds he called out to Blitz and lifted his paw as his eyes hazed over and he collapsed to the leaves. He needed healing, herbs, food. He didn't know. He just didn't want to die.