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", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Tale of a young wolf's early life. ", "writing": "It was a warm spring evening, the sun slowly sinking over the trees, bathing the clearing in long shadows, which slowly crept towards a wall of rock to the eastern side. Nestled at the base of the rock wall, partially shaded by bushes is the dark entrance to a small cave, a beaten track leading from it. Inside the cave was a large pile of varicoloured fur, heads, paws and tails sticking out randomly from the jumbled heap of sleeping wolf pups. Lying quietly, watching over them was their mother, a large grey coloured wolf bitch, lightly scarred round the muzzle and ears, the steady gaze of her amber eyes denoting her alpha status.\n\nHer ears suddenly prick up and with a low growl she rises to her paws and pads to the entrance, blocking access to her pups. Sniffing the dying breeze her tail starts to wag as huge silver furred male wolf lopes slowly across the clearing. Stopping in front of her, her mate nuzzles softly at her neck, biting lightly and licking over her muzzle with a loving tongue. He sighs softly, looking at his mate he quietly says \"its time love, I've passed the leadership of the pack to Rashki for this judgement, I can't sit this time not with our cubs being presented\".\n\nThe bitch whines softly, \"Rashki? The hardest wolf in the pack to please?\" Her mate nods, \"Yes love, any other wolf and I would be accused of playing favourites, may the Great White Wolf help me if any pup fails tomorrow night, our young ones are not the only ones to be judged\". Silently they pad into the cave, curling together his nose resting on her shoulder. \"Love, we'll start at first light, it's a long way to the howling rock for the pups, that way they'll get some rest before their ordeal\". The bitch wolf nods, \"yes dear, but how many will come back?\n\nSlowly the light strengthens, filtering down through the trees illuminating the silvery mist clinging to their trunks and lower branches, promise of the day's warmth to come. A stirring in the clearing and a sudden explosion of movement as a blur of rapidly moving fur separates into four wolf pups tumbling and wrestling in the early morning light.\n\nOn the top of the pile is the largest pup in the litter, Stasi, a well grown bitch with dark grey fur over her back, shading to light grey on her underside, her eyes the same shade of amber as her sire's, as are all the other pup's. Next down is Arag, curled protectively over the smallest pup, Lishi, his fur silver except for a black muzzle, ears and tail tip, the only male in the litter. Lishi, the runt of the litter, more than makes up for her lack of size by her never say die spirit, usually the ringleader in any mischief that's going on, grey furred, a small copy of her dam, though more outgoing in personality. Finally Petra, slightly smaller than Arag, a more introverted quiet character than the other pups, taking after her sire in nature and colour, though well able to hold her end up in the wrestling and shoving matches between the pups at meal times and in their play.\n\nStasi goes still for a moment, eyes unfocused as she thinks, looking down at Arag she says, \"what's this journey about Arag?\" Arag shrugs, \"no idea Stasi, Dad will tell us when it's time, though from what he was saying to Mother last night it's a long one.\" Lishi shivers, looking up at the bigger pups, \"it's this fail thing that scares me,\" she whispers. Arag lowers his head to lick her muzzle, \"me too,\" he growls as Stasi nods in agreement. Petra looks at the other pups and growls softly, \"I think I know what it is, I heard Mother and Dad talking the other day. Now we bitches have had our first heat we are going to be tested for fitness to become full pack members, Arag, you are going to be tested to see if you can control your rage.\"\n\nThe pups fall quiet for a while each locked in their own thoughts. Stasi finally breaks the silence, \"It's Arag who is in the most danger then, if a bitch pup fails all that happens is she's not allowed to mate, if a male pup fails the Pack elders will kill him.\" \n\n\"You're partially right Stasi\" a deep growling voice says from behind them, their sire having padded up unnoticed. \"Arag, you are going to be tested to your limits tonight, you must try and control your temper and not give in to the rage, if you can't control it the way I showed you, Stasi's right and the elders will kill you and there's nothing I can do about it.\" He shakes his head, \"it's the law of the pack and for the moment I'm just another pack wolf not the Pack leader.\"\n\nTurning to Stasi he growls, \"You’re right in saying you won't be allowed to mate, what you don't know is that bitches who fail are banished from the pack hunting grounds and driven off into the wild lands to fend for themselves.\" Your mother and I have taught you every thing you need to know to pass tonight, there's a lot more for you to learn but it's pointless us teaching you till we know your fit to have the knowledge.\" \n\nShaking his fur out he growls at the pups, \"now get yourselves fed, don't gorge, eat enough for the day as we will not have time to hunt and it's a long way to the howling rock.\"\n\nHe turns and pads silently back into the den, a deep sigh sounding as he lowers himself down beside his mate, \"I wish that damn fool young shaman had been a bit more careful all those years ago, then we wouldn't have this problem with the male pups.\" He shakes his head slowly, \"well we do,\" he sighs, \"and we have to make the best of it, though it's not easy. If only there was another way rather than killing them \" His voice trails off into silence as his mate gently nuzzles at his ears, a worried look on her muzzle, \"I know love, but to let the rage loose, especially if they find out the great secret.. no telling what would happen.\" He nods slowly, then licks his mate's muzzle, \"I told the pups to eat, we had better go and get some ourselves before they finish the lot.\"\n\n To be continued in chapter 2.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "It was a warm spring evening, the sun slowly sinking over the trees, bathing the clearing in long shadows, which slowly crept towards a wall of rock to the eastern side. Nestled at the base of the rock wall, partially shaded by bushes is the dark entrance to a small cave, a beaten track leading from it. Inside the cave was a large pile of varicoloured fur, heads, paws and tails sticking out randomly from the jumbled heap of sleeping wolf pups. Lying quietly, watching over them was their mother, a large grey coloured wolf bitch, lightly scarred round the muzzle and ears, the steady gaze of her amber eyes denoting her alpha status.

Her ears suddenly prick up and with a low growl she rises to her paws and pads to the entrance, blocking access to her pups. Sniffing the dying breeze her tail starts to wag as huge silver furred male wolf lopes slowly across the clearing. Stopping in front of her, her mate nuzzles softly at her neck, biting lightly and licking over her muzzle with a loving tongue. He sighs softly, looking at his mate he quietly says "its time love, I've passed the leadership of the pack to Rashki for this judgement, I can't sit this time not with our cubs being presented".

The bitch whines softly, "Rashki? The hardest wolf in the pack to please?" Her mate nods, "Yes love, any other wolf and I would be accused of playing favourites, may the Great White Wolf help me if any pup fails tomorrow night, our young ones are not the only ones to be judged". Silently they pad into the cave, curling together his nose resting on her shoulder. "Love, we'll start at first light, it's a long way to the howling rock for the pups, that way they'll get some rest before their ordeal". The bitch wolf nods, "yes dear, but how many will come back?

Slowly the light strengthens, filtering down through the trees illuminating the silvery mist clinging to their trunks and lower branches, promise of the day's warmth to come. A stirring in the clearing and a sudden explosion of movement as a blur of rapidly moving fur separates into four wolf pups tumbling and wrestling in the early morning light.

On the top of the pile is the largest pup in the litter, Stasi, a well grown bitch with dark grey fur over her back, shading to light grey on her underside, her eyes the same shade of amber as her sire's, as are all the other pup's. Next down is Arag, curled protectively over the smallest pup, Lishi, his fur silver except for a black muzzle, ears and tail tip, the only male in the litter. Lishi, the runt of the litter, more than makes up for her lack of size by her never say die spirit, usually the ringleader in any mischief that's going on, grey furred, a small copy of her dam, though more outgoing in personality. Finally Petra, slightly smaller than Arag, a more introverted quiet character than the other pups, taking after her sire in nature and colour, though well able to hold her end up in the wrestling and shoving matches between the pups at meal times and in their play.

Stasi goes still for a moment, eyes unfocused as she thinks, looking down at Arag she says, "what's this journey about Arag?" Arag shrugs, "no idea Stasi, Dad will tell us when it's time, though from what he was saying to Mother last night it's a long one." Lishi shivers, looking up at the bigger pups, "it's this fail thing that scares me," she whispers. Arag lowers his head to lick her muzzle, "me too," he growls as Stasi nods in agreement. Petra looks at the other pups and growls softly, "I think I know what it is, I heard Mother and Dad talking the other day. Now we bitches have had our first heat we are going to be tested for fitness to become full pack members, Arag, you are going to be tested to see if you can control your rage."

The pups fall quiet for a while each locked in their own thoughts. Stasi finally breaks the silence, "It's Arag who is in the most danger then, if a bitch pup fails all that happens is she's not allowed to mate, if a male pup fails the Pack elders will kill him."

"You're partially right Stasi" a deep growling voice says from behind them, their sire having padded up unnoticed. "Arag, you are going to be tested to your limits tonight, you must try and control your temper and not give in to the rage, if you can't control it the way I showed you, Stasi's right and the elders will kill you and there's nothing I can do about it." He shakes his head, "it's the law of the pack and for the moment I'm just another pack wolf not the Pack leader."

Turning to Stasi he growls, "You’re right in saying you won't be allowed to mate, what you don't know is that bitches who fail are banished from the pack hunting grounds and driven off into the wild lands to fend for themselves." Your mother and I have taught you every thing you need to know to pass tonight, there's a lot more for you to learn but it's pointless us teaching you till we know your fit to have the knowledge."

Shaking his fur out he growls at the pups, "now get yourselves fed, don't gorge, eat enough for the day as we will not have time to hunt and it's a long way to the howling rock."

He turns and pads silently back into the den, a deep sigh sounding as he lowers himself down beside his mate, "I wish that damn fool young shaman had been a bit more careful all those years ago, then we wouldn't have this problem with the male pups." He shakes his head slowly, "well we do," he sighs, "and we have to make the best of it, though it's not easy. If only there was another way rather than killing them " His voice trails off into silence as his mate gently nuzzles at his ears, a worried look on her muzzle, "I know love, but to let the rage loose, especially if they find out the great secret.. no telling what would happen." He nods slowly, then licks his mate's muzzle, "I told the pups to eat, we had better go and get some ourselves before they finish the lot."

                     To be continued in chapter 2.

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