AT WAR

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The war is getting over my pack, the Full Moon pack, I can hear the screams and the boasts of the war, warriors, both in human and wolf form, fighting to save our pack.  I was supposed to be hidden with the other underage wolves with  my best friend, but I will not abandon my father and siblings in the fight. I’m sixteen and the youngest of the Alpha’s family, my older brother future Alpha Kyle and my twin sisters, Zara and Zoe, are skilled warriors, and are fighting against the Alpha and the warriors of the DARK Moon pack. I’m hiding with other warriors, circling the enemies, trying to attack them on the back and close their gateway. They are not alone, shadowy figures slide in the darkness of the woods, the dark elves. I know for sure they are here to kill my father. They want access to the Mountain. They are hunters and they  have a silver dagger, the Wolfdancer, that elves forged many centuries ago to kill shapeshifters. Dark moon Alpha wants our pack, our land to control the giant mountain and have access to the entrance of the Castle of Nortbard. We cannot give in, we will fight, we will die to protect it… This is was I was always taught, training me not only as a warrior, like the rest of us, but also as a scholar of the elves' culture, I can feel what they are here for. The hunter elf with the dagger is looking for my father. My old man is in his wolf form a big silver wolf, he’s the only one, he is fighting not paying any attention to the surroundings, I can see everything but in my human form I cannot be able to help him. I’m terrified. I scream. I need to save him. This pack would not being able to function without him The fear and the need to protect made me shift, taken by surprise I will react promptly and run in between my father and the elf at the perfect timing to safe his life,  but war always demand a price, the dagger has reached my body, I’m injured. All the events that follow are like in a movie….my sight redded by my blood gushing on my nuzzle, a long cut from my left eye till my chest is bleeding, my father wolf react to protect his pup killing the elf. The dagger hitting the ground, my blood not reacting with the silver and the magic.  A deadly howl is rising from all the wolves of the dark moon pack, at that moment we know we have won, Kyle has managed to kill the Alpha, with no lead in this bloody war the other wolves asked for mercy. I can feel my heartbeat slowly down so dangerously,  The pain is unbearable, I cannot stand, I'm feeling weak, my wolf takes back and I will shift to my human form, the elves abandon the woods, I can feel my father arms around my body…. my eyes heavy…… I’m slipping away.  I woke up in a hospital room, it’s night and at my side there is  my brother Kyle, he is resting, but looks like he hasn’t slept in a long time, on the other chair a slender luminous figure is looking at me: “Welcome back guardian Cristof” he said and left as quickly as if he disappeared in thin air.
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