Tooth of Savage Wolf

Chapter one: A dreadful night

On a freezing leafbare night. Deep within the mountains, a thick forest lies. In the forest, under the roots of her favorite tree, lies a young kit-mother.She yowls in pain. This is her first litter of kits. Something has gone wrong, her young body isnt ready for the birth of her premature kits.The young kit-mother's name is Cry of Lonely Wolf.

Not far off. The same wolf, who was so lonely at the time of her birth, howls in victory. His small pack was hunting, and he had found the sent of the young kit-mother. The now strong and noble leader of his five wolfed pack called to his waiting family. They had only to creep up on their unsespecting victum.

Cry yowled again, in pain as her firstwas born. Her eyes had been closed while it did, so she named her Darkness of the Closed Eye.She had only two kits. As she pushed, waiting for the other to come, the wolf and his pack jumped out of their hiding. A scream from Cry was heard, and as the last kit came, her head was in the wolf's jaws. Her neck already cracked, and her last breath already taken. The young, unamed kit staid silent. as premature as he was, he couldn't breath on his own. All he did was gap his mouth open and try to take his first breath.

His small kit fur blended in with the snow, and the wolves were blinded by the prospect of fresh meat. The young unamed kit was forgotten, and safe. His mother and sister taken, to feed the savage wolves they shared their territory with.

Chapter two: Rescued

Grass that ripples in wind, a preyhunter in the Tribe of Swaying Trees, noticed her tribemates sent. She knew Cry was a kitmother, and shouldnt have been wandering off, so she followed it. Not that she liked the bossy gaveguard. Cry always bossed her around, making fun of her for being a preyhunter. Grass snorted. What irragance Cry had. She must be off trying to show me how much beeter a hunt she is than me. she could imagine her words "Even as a kit-mother, im still better at catching prey! You should still be a to-be!" Just as Grass had finished mocking her, she realized the sent of wolve, death, blood, and young kit surounded her.

Grass's eyes grew wide. Had the wolves attacked again? She couldn't help thinking [i]good riddens for getting rid of that snot[/i]. As she was, she heard a tiny mewl. Grass looked towards the sound, and there she found the small white kit. he was covered in snow, and shivering. Fast as a young cat could, Grass ran over and rubbed the kit's fur the wrong way, warming it up. then she picked it up by the scruff and raced back to her camp.

Chapter Three: Accepted...kinda

Pool that Shines Likw Stars, the tribe healer, looked down at the now warmed kit. She had been told this young one's mother had been killed by a wolf. So soon after his birth, that he was never even licked once by her. The tribe figured she was the best cat to name it. After long thought she announced

"This kit is here to show us the wolves can be avoided! He is a gift from The Tribe of Endless Hunting! He shall be named, as tradtion. It is thought, that the last thing Cry of Lonely Wolf saw when he was born, was the mouth of a wolf! In honnor of this, he shall be named Tooth of Savage Wolf!" She puased, wating for the aproval of her ansesters. A soft breeze ran through the trees, and the blue shecat nodded "The Tribe of Endless Hunting accepts this kit, and so do I!"

"Who will take care of it?" a tortiseshell to-be asked

Pool thought for a moment then "I will take him in as my kit. He will be the sucessor of our tribe!"

Yowls of surprise rose from the Tribe cats, but only one remained silent. Pool's mate, Scar From Brave Battle, was angry. How could his mate replace the kits they had so lately lost?!

Chapter Four: Training

Tooth's white pelt gleamed with snowy perfection. his gray mussle, paws, tail, and ears were as watery gray as the small river he sat beside. In front of him was the large tree Tribe meeting were held at. Tooth would become a To-be today, and start learning the ways of a healer. His pelt bristled with excitement, and pride.

"All members of the Tribe please gather along the bottom of the gathering tree!" Pool yowled loud enough for all the Tribe to hear

The tribe gathered. the jealous kits gathered closest to the tree, then the to-bes, also jealous of Tooth's mentor. Then the rest of the Tribe, taking their spots in their different groups, Preyhunter, and caveguard. 

Tooth felt as if his pelt was full of ants, as he realized all eyes were on him. Some hostile, and jealous. They did not wish him to be their leader, but they wanted someone else to be. Others were bored, they didnt really care what was going on. One set of eyes look done on him with most pride, Pool's deep greenblue eyes were bursting with pride for her adopted kit.

"We have gathered today for a very important To-be ceramony. I now will take Tooth of  Savage Wolf  As my To-be as a healer. I have been sent dreams and visions from The Tribe of Endless Hunting that he is the one! Join me, in welcoming your Tribe successor!" Pool yowled, her mistakable pride could be heard clearly in her voice.

Yowls of agreement were heard, but, again, one cat was silent. The same cat, in fact. Scar was still hastile against his adopted son, and he planned to get rid of him as soon as he had the chance.

Chapter five:Another Death

Yowls of terror could be herd all around the forest. The small Tribe's camp was being attacked! Wolves were everywhere, catching cat in their starving mouths, and eating them alive. Pool yowled to her tribe to come up into the trees where she gave orders.

"Cave Guards, a ttack the wolves! You have been trained to fight! use you training wisely ! I will lead you!" She  then turned to the Preyhunters "Watch the kits, and all cat unable to fight! Tooth shall go with you!"

With that pool jumped out of the tree and landed on a wolf's back. Right away she had slashed the back of it's neck open, then slid under it's belly. When the wolf went to bite her she slashed down the belly as she dodged. Tooth watched the only mother he had known, fight for her Tribe. in that moment he knew he had to be as brave a leader as her. He had been training with her for 5 moons now, and he knew he was ready to be healer when she died.

 He turned away from the sene and helped the Preyhunters to gather kits, sick cats, and elders up in the tree. All the kits were in a pnic, and took them a while to calm them. When he had, turned back to see what was going on below. 

Pool, along with some Caveguards, was on the ground, spitting and hissing at the wolf leader. The other three wolves were being attacked by the rest of the Caveguards. 

Scar, who was with Pool, dived towards the Wolf. The wolf snarled as it bit at him, but his jaws snapped an inch away from Scar's tail, as he latched onto the wolf's side and let himself slide down it, scratching a long deep wound down the wolf's side. As he distracted the wolf, Pool dived for it's neck. She slashed it, deep enough to kill it, but as the wolf fell, he whipped around and  picked up his killer with his sharp teeth. Tooth winced at her yowl of pain. He lept out of the tree and ran to her, not notising as the other wolves, who had seen their leader fall, scattered.

Tooth stopped by his adopted mother and licked her cheek. "Mother? You'll be ok, right?" Pool only answered with a gurgling sound, as blood dripped from her mouth. Her greenblue eyes looked up at Tooth and she whispered,"Lead on, my son" before her eyes went blank, and her last, shallow breath came out.

Tooth couldnt stop staring at the former healer. He pushed her "No! Wake up!" he meowed "Wake up!"

He felt someone stick their tail on his back and he looked over. Grass watched him with pitying eyes, then she dipped her head to him, in all the respect that was given to a healer.

Scar, who had been watching silently, flexed his claws. How could that Thing be their healer! He is not fit for it! If the tribe has stouped so low! IT shouldn't still be around!

Chapter six:Betrail

Scar ran from the camp, late at night. he had been feeding the wolves squirrels everynight since his beloved mates death. He planned to get rid of the tribe that had made her kill herself. Tonight was the night he would. Tooth wouldn't be killed, he would be blamed for it! he would live with the guilt for his life!

He had cuaght squirrels, birds, rabbits of all sorts the night before, so he would be ready. He used them to make a trail to the camp, then he went back to sleep. The wolves would come by morning.

 

Tooth jumped awake as hot, stinky beath blowed on his face, he opened his eyes, only to see what he was named after. With a yelp of surprise he jumped back and raced ou a tree, the wolf snapped at him but only got a bit of his tail fur. Not thinking at all, the young healer hid in his tree without a thought for his tribe. Yowls of pain and the steanch of death filled the air, but he didnt move. he covered his face with his paws and wish Pool was there to comfort him. He staid like this all day, and to the next night.

Chapter sven: Death in the morning

/when Tooth finallyclimbed out of his tree, the wolves were gone, and so was his tribe. Every member of his tribe was missing, gone forever. Guilt flashed through him as he realized he should have led them to attack.Now his whole tribe was dead.

Horrified by what had happened, he fled the forest, the mountens, everything. He kept running, day and night, till he couldnt run any farther. He came to a place where many cats staid. He found another tribe, and some other groups called clans. He found Kugyay.