Silvertip Mountain Lies Of Love

It seemed he had gained even more of her attention, as she moved forward. Chaska nodded to her question, then continued.

"The next morning, the alpha's son woke up to an unusual smell. The scent of fresh blood. He followed it, only to find his father dead. And standing above him was the one he had originally loved, her fur stained with blood. His vision became red, his anger driving him mad. She pleaded him to stop, but it was too late. By the time he became himself again, she was gone from the world. Right after, his friend came in.

'I warned you of what would come' he spoke. The alpha's son now saw the truth, or at least what his friend wanted him to see. From then on, he saw all outsiders as a threat, and came back to his old tricks, with the help of his friend. He became cold, and despised anyone outside of his pack. Many years later, these tricks would be his downfall."

The grey wolf took a breath and let out with a whoosh.

"That is the end of my tale. What do you think of it?" he asked curiously, his eyes expectant as they looked over the wolfess for any sign that would show how she felt about it.