(Isis)Get closer to the pack

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Your curiosity gets the best of you and you quietly sneak deeper into the territory. You see a small group of older wolves discussing something, far away from the pack. You sneak towards them, and then silently eavesdrop on their conversation.

"I... I saw them. Around the West Lake." Says one of the wolves. There is blood all over him, and you see many cuts, bruises, and thorns. His eyes were wet with tears. You notice a dead wolf laying a few feet away from the group. You notice there is blood all over the dead wolf's chest.

"Surely they can't be here now." Said one of the wolves. He looked very beat up and had scars all over his body. He must of been in many fights over the years. His flicks his left ear, which has an odd shaped hole on the tip. "See this ear? They attacked it years ago. I was so angry that I attacked back. They were cowards and left. I thought they would never come back." He says.

"But they are back! I saw them. T-they...they sounded just like another wolf. Me and Taiomah got closer to investigate... and then suddenly, Taiomah... there was blood everywhere, it was almost like his heart exploded in his chest, and he fell to the ground. I tried to grab him, but then they attacked me... I ran and didn't look back. I kept running back here, through thorn bushes and sharp rocks... I didn't care... they didn't kill me like they kill Taiomah..."

You notice one of the wolves has blood over his mouth. He speaks. "You're lucky they didn't take your friend. I was actually brave enough to drag him back." He seems much more rude than the other wolves. "Not like I care. It was probably best for him to die, Taiomah was just a useless brat since the day he was born. I'm not sure why I didn't leave him to rot." He spits.

The wounded wolf growls. "Don't talk about Taiomah like that!" He snarls. His fur bristles, and you step back. Then the wounded wolf calms down, tears coming to his eyes. "You don't understand, Wapaheo. No one understood him." He says sadly, looking at the dead wolf you assume is Taiomah.

Then, The oldest of the wolves speaks. "Ouray, I understand you were close friends with Taiomah. He was a good wolf and did nothing wrong, even if his attitude was a bit intolerable at times. He will be missed. But, as leader of this pack, I will tell you all that this is just one wolf. Even if they have come back, we have even bigger problems. A female bear lives nearby and threatens us all."

So that cave you found was a bear cave. Good thing you didn't enter, you probably would of got eaten up.

"The coyote population is increasing, and they are harmful to our pups. And with that bear around, I expect the bear population to increase too. All this information just tells us not to go to the West Lake, and then our only problems will be the bears and coyotes." The leader says.

"But... but father..." Ouray stutters. "There were so many... and when there are many... then many wolves are wanted."

The leader sits and thinks for a while. "If they grow into a big threat, we may have to move to the R-" He says. He sniffs. "What is it?" One of the wolves asks. The leader doesn't answer. Then, after a moment of silence, he says, "Nothing." You realize he has smelt you and you quietly walk away.

You see the pups playing with their mother. That could be you right now. Then, you suddenly remember that you are supposed to be looking for your den.

But before we continue with the story, you have gained one of the five awesome skills (the bold one is the one you have received):


Strength (How strong you are)

Endurance (How long you can fight and run without getting tired)

Speed (How fast you are)

Cleverness (How smart you are)

Stealth (How sneaky you are)


Because you have sneaked into a pack territory without being eaten, you have proved yourself you have a gift of sneaking up on other creatures. Now, let's get focused and (Isis)try a different path!

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