Prologue
“ If you hadn't come on the search team I think we wouldn’t have lost that pup,” said a wolf pointing at a taller wolf with mist blue fur and deep green eyes. “ I think that you are a clumsy fool who was holding the pup and dropped it,” snapped the mist blue wolf. River Tribe is a place no one fights; they only build traps and let the traps do the work for them. The mist blue wolf was about to retort when a wolf with dark fur and a scar on one eye approached. It’s other eye was grey and looked like it was going to fall out. The black wolf looked at the other wolves and said, “Go report back to the leader. He will give you your next assignment.”
The wolves marched in a line toward a high cliff. Only the mist blue wolf and the wolf with a scar on his eye stayed behind. The wolf with a scar pointed at the stormy sky as wind whipped around them and snow got in the two wolves’ fur. “I am expecting your tribe needs you, Riverius,” said the wolf with a scar to the mist blue wolf. “ Yes, they do. I will be on patrol next moon,” Riverius replied. The wolf with the scar waved good bye and walked toward the cliff while Riverius walked to a large river.
Meanwhile, two wolves were doing a patrol in the snowstorm. “ I can’t wait until we finish our patrol. It is freezing,” said one wolf. The other wolf chuckled, “ If I become the leader of the Cliff Tribe I would do no patrols and go to war with River Tribe. Their leader is so lame.” The other wolf chuckled. “Tell me about it.” Then out of no where, a wolf tackled them. The two wolves tried to escape the attacking wolf but it was too late. The wolf unsheathed his claws and clawed their necks. He threw one to a rock and the other toward a tree, They were both knocked unconscious. Then a larger wolf came behind him. “ Hide them. The next patrol comes tomorrow evening,” the other wolf nodded and carried them both somewhere.
