Where The Fish Swim In Many

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In this part of the creek where it is too dense for bears and moose to go. Wolves, fox, and lynx rule this shadowy spot where salmon and trout call paradise. The water may be 4 feet deep, but the fish are many in this spot, and are easy to catch with the right skills. The Fishers and Fisher apprentencies dominate this area where they excell.

ALBA

"Hey!" Alba kicked Ken with one of her front paws lightly, joking around with his compliment. "Your not so bad either." She winked as her mom always did, and laughed. She hoped mum wouldn't be mad at her playing with a male, but she would promise not to do or say anything that would get her in trouble. "Mum, meet Ken. He says I'm purrty like you, is that true?" She smiled and her fangs were revealed sharply. Droppping the wait for a reply from her mum, she turnedback to Ken. "Ya know, look at me. I'm so bright! My fur is so red, I wish it was dark, like Raven's! Plus, my life doesn't have any secrets." Alba felt like sitting and chatting with Ken, so she began her small life story with one sentence. "My life isn't like an open book. It's more of a um... amphlet or newsletter or something." She laughed at her own joke, and wasn't scared to anyways. Even if Ken was bored to death, she enjoyed talking to herself, reviewing herself.

(I gtg, Lulu! I posted, and will see what has happened tomorrow. Cya!)

″it's okay, i understand that pups are hard to take care of, i'll be back, don't worry″ alaska winked at him, then raced back to raven ″where should we start looking first?″ she asked, putting her nose to the ground to try and track dash down "we really need to find him, he's so young, anything could happen!"

(I know, its short)

Raven hurried into the woods. The wind rippled her black fur. Her large paws they thundered over the ground. Alaska followed behind her, her footsteps almost silenced by her own. She leaped over a high log that a normal wolf would have had to crawl under. She wanted to hear Raidens behind her. The scent of dash was still strong and she followed quickly, looking for a possible den too. She tripped, stumbled, almost fell but caught herself and continued on. She couldn't se the pup but she relied on her nose. She hoped the fox could take care of the pack since both she and Raiden were gone.

Alaska tracked the sent as well as she could, but when it started raining, it got harder to track dash, so she lifted her head and yelled "DASH, WHERE ARE YOU!?!?!" She called with her loudest voice, she ran under a giant log, then it occurred to her-the log could be hollow, and a good, dry hiding place for a wolf, she ran to the base of the felled tree and looked in, it was hollow, but to dark to see in "dash, are you in there?" She called in the log, her voice echoed back to her "hey Raven, look, this would make a great den, it's giant!" Alaska called to Raven.

Rave heard the cry of the wolfdog and hurried back yo her. Her thick wet fur stuck to her like a glove, weighing her down and hindering her movements. She heard her request and looked around the dry cavernous log. She nodded. It would work. She walked around it. It was likely the trunk from an old dawn redwood that fell over. She shook herself, lightly wetting the inside if the cave. "Yes Alaska this will work." She scratched at it. "Go gather up the rest of the pack and bring them here. Raiden and I will continue looking for Dash."

"Okay Raven!" Alaska said, and ran towards the pack, getting there in a matter of minutes "great news y'all, we've found a decent den site! Follow me, I'll show y'all!" Alaska led the whole clan to the how tree "ta-da! Like it? This tree is big enough for the whole pack to rest in at any given time!" She was proud that she'd found the pack a home, she turned around to Lucifer "what do you think about this tree Lucas?" She asked with a big grin on her face.

ALBA

The young fox blushed, and patted Ken again - as lightly as she could, since she was told she was a strong girl. "So, what about you?" She sat down in front of the pup, and pulled out an elbow to rest her head on. She flicked her bang away, and was ready to listen to the Story of Ken. Then, Ken licked her cheek. She flinched at first, but knew mum wouldn't like the lick. She took a step back, and got into position again casually.

FIERA

"I'm sure he will be a good friend of yours. You stay safe kids!" Fiera pushed a trout forward, and allowed Alba and Ken to do the rest. She waded back into the river, and saw that Raven, Raiden, and Alaska were all gone. She shrugged in loneliness (not sure if that's spelled right), and climbed onto a rock that was perched just above the water. Fiera sighed, and watched the trouts swim gracefully along the bottom of the river.

SPIRITA

(Spirita is going to die of old age. I am bringing a new character to replace her soon.)

The elder yawned, and laid down beside the river. Spirita felt a bit drowsy, and plopped her head onto a patch of dead grass. Soon, she drifted into a sleep that felt like it would last forever - and it would. Her body shook by itself, and she whinced in pain. The old Husky collapsed from a heart ache, and mumbled her last words... "Ho amato questo mondo." These words came from where she was born, her original language, Italian. They meant, "I loved this world." She gently closed her own eyes, and fell into the sleep that would last forever.

"Thanks Lucifer!" Alaska glanced behind her, no one else seemed to notice that she'd found a den, so she walked slowly back to the pack, "come on, I guess no one else heard me" then she saw Spirita laying motionless on the ground, she loped over to her limp body and sniffed her, then gently nudged her and realized Spirita was dead, a tear rolled slowly down her cheek. Alaska remained silent, only because the pack was there, she usually only howled when she was alone or with a small number of canines "I will miss you Spirita, farewell" she whispered sadly in the deceased husky's ear.

ALBA

The young fox blushed as Velvel greeted the two, and nodded at the sweet female. "Nice to meet you, too." Alba suddenly felt hungry, seeing that Sharon was munching on a fish. She turned, and saw her mum walking away. She looked down, and saw a large trout between Ken and herself. "Ok, my mum has left the job up to us! Let's do this." Alba wearily poked the fish with one of her claws. She jumped back, but approached it once more. Her eyes widened as she crept in to bite the fish directly. Chomp! She snatched a big bite of fish, and started to chew. Through the mouthful of flesh, she managed to speak. "Ken, go ahwead and twake a big bwite. Ish swoft!" She laughed as well.

Raven watched the wolfdog go and looked around camp for a while. She glanced at Raiden lying near the dead tree. He seemed tired so she would let him be. She looked around once more the pup Dash, but gave up reluctantly. She returned to the log. She only saw a few strays scamper through the trees. "Mmmmmmm..." She hurried back to see what was keeping them. Once she entered the clearing she knew something was wrong. She saw the husky of Spirita lying in the ground and a few scattered wolves near her. She walked silently and nudged her with her nose. She didn't move. Raven sighed an raised her muzzle high above the others and howled. Long mournful howl to the dead husky. When she was done she looked back at the remaining strays and started to lead thm to the new den.

Alaska was amazed at Raven's howl, she almost forgot how sad she was "Raven! You've still got it! I knew you could howl if you put your mind to it!" she said in awe, then joined in, their voices in perfect harmony with each other. After a while, Alaska stopped and sniffed back a tear, but it broke free and dripped to the ground, she sighed and walked to the new den with Raven, her head and tail hanging low from losing a good friend.

ALBA

"Ok Ken." Alba nodded respectfully, and kept her eyes on where he was going. Then, a motionless body came into view - Spirita! Mum's friend! The kit dashed over to the fluffy carcass, and curled up between it's legs. "Spirita!" She began to cry, for she knew her mum would now be heartbroken. Alba galloped towards Fiera, who was sitting nearby and watching the fish. "Mum! Come, Spirita's gone!"

FIERA

"Sweetie, if shes gone, she probably went on a walk." Fiera explained to the worried kit, but realized the horror in her voice, and rose to her paws. The large fox followed her young to the body, and Spirita - laying besides a rock - was permanently gone. On that long walk you only get once in a lifetime. As Alba curled up again with Spirita, she wearily shed a tear, and listened to the mourningful howls from Raven, Alaska, and even Alba was yipping crazily. Fiera, since she had seen many wolves howl through her years, started to howl along with everyone, but he howl, was extra special. Ever since she had met Spirita, she knew they would get along. Both were wise, both were strong, bold, and brave, both were friends.

Raven looked down at the smaller canids gathering at her feet. She heard Alaska and frowned. "Ally that was not singing, that was mourning," she said gently. "No one forgets how to mourn." The wolves and foxes gathered around her to look at the body. She felt tired now. She felt a weight on her fur paws. It was the fox kit Alba. She sighed and looked down at her. She licked her head with her large tongue and stepped back. "Ok everyone," she said firmly but gently. "There is nothing more to see here. Let us go to the den. And continue the mourning there." She turned and went slowly up the bank and back to the woods where she waited patient,y for the others to follow her. She had a lot to tell Raiden when she got back and she was not looking forward to it.

"When I mourn, I vocalize, I find them the same, only one is sadder." She said quietly, then she walked slowly to the new found den, hanging her head the whole way. She went through the hollow tree trunk to the back and lay down, the hollow tree was so long, that Alaska could barely see the entrance opening, a little crack above her was just about the only light she had, the rain leaking through the crack from previous showers had made a soft patch of moss grow in the tree, even though she was wet, Alaska fell asleep.

A few hours later, Alaska woke up, for the first time since her father's death, she'd had a peaceful, restful sleep, she blinked slowly and yawned "for once I feel rested." She said to herself and she smiled peacefully. A couple of minutes later, she walked out of the den, she saw everyone around their new home, then she saw Ken, all huddled up in Lucas's tail, she smiled again and decided to explore her new home, she trotted through the forest looking at everything around her, she was happy.