Wheeling Gull Isle Roll out the drums of war

OOC: My computer crashed in the middle of my reply. I wasn`t being lazy :(
Shanti was wandering through the forest, alone. Has the Pack abandoned me? he thought in terror. But then a strange scent wafted through on the breeze. The wolves from...was it Mount Silversnow or something? Shanti ran towards the smell, puzzled. Silver...of course! Silvertip Mountain! If it weren`t for those any fleabags he wouldn`t have almost drowned; but neither would he have found Wheeling Gull Isle, and Ypres. Anyway, what were they doi-
Shanti gasped. He was a sitting duck for a Silvertip Mountain Battalion!
He had emerged onto the battefield at the front of the Pack, and heard the rival Pack Wolf`s request; well, demand. Why did they want Erika?
OOC: Shanti knows nothing about Erika`s past. Muhahahaha! *cough* Sorry lol
Whatever the reason... Erika was pregnant, for goodness` sake! Shanti was furious.
"I`ve got to say, Silvertippers, I`m impressed. Picking on a small, new Pack and demanding they give up a pregnant female." His lips turned up in a smirk. "How brave. I`m sure your own mothers would be proud."
BAM. Smoke. Hazy wisps, floating along.
BAM. Stupid Silvertippers.
"You mangy little piles of..."
BAM.
Smoke. Everywhere now. A burning branch, crashing down to the forest floor.
BAM. More angry every second, snarling and growling and waiting for a command.
BAM. Blazing fire, beasts of flame dotting his vision.
"Dorian, I have to save Shanti!"
"Madal, don`t!"
"I`m going to save our pup and you can`t stop me."
"Then I`m going with you."
BAM. Howling, in despair for his lost parents, in rage at the rival Pack, in love for Ypres, in his loyalty to his own Pack, but most of all in defiance of fear and pain and love and hurt and rage...
BAM.Mother and Father. A wall of fire. Screaming howls. Thundering rain. Silence.
BAM. The real world. Not memories. Still silence.