*~| In The Kingdom Of Wolves |~* story by me!

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*~|The Wolf King|~*
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*~|Characters|~*

Cliff: The Wolf King


Yuka: The Wolf Queen


Rocky: The Young Prince


Darkus: The Deceiver


((SilkiesForEver, iluvorpingtons, please don't think I'm copying you. I just want to write a story and see what y'all think.
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*~|Prologue|~*

Cliff peered into the small den, and blinked his eyes, squinting as they gradually became accustomed to the dark. It was pitch black inside, except for beams of light filtering in through the small holes in the top of the den. "Yuu-kaa... Yuka?" Cliff called softly. "Are you in here?"

A white she-wolf stirred from a gentle slumber inside her bed of dry grass, fur, and leaves, and looked at Cliff with amber eyes. "Cliff..." she said softly. A small smile spread on her maw. Beside her lay a small bundle of silvery-black fur. Cliff entered the den, and looked at the bundle. "He's a beautiful pup. You did well." he said softly, nosing at the pup. It made a soft whimpering sound. His brow suddenly furrowed with confusion and disapointement. "Only one?" he said, his voice questioning.

Yuka nodded, her eyes somewhat sad and spoke in an almost grim voice; "Only one. He is special; he is a survivor." "Where are the others?" Cliff said, his voice concerned and disappointed. "Darkus took them to the river to dispose of them; they were stillborn." Yuka replied.

Cliff sighed, depressed by this grim news, and laid down beside Yuka. "You were right... he is special." he said, licking the tiny pup. "And we will call him Rocky, as we always planned."
 
*~|Chapter One: Prince Rocky|~*

Rocky yawned and stretched, sticking his little toes out, and raking his claws in the dirt, before gathering himself into a standing position. Blinking his eyes in the dim light of the cozy, warm den, he looked around. A mass of silver and white fur lay at the end of the den; it was Cliff and Yuka. "Mom-m-mom, can I go outside? Mom?" he whined, trying to wake her. Yuka lifted her head, and her maw parted in a gaping yawn, exposing her pink tongue and sharp teeth for a brief moment, before she gently closed her jaws and looked at Rocky. "Only if you stay right outside the den." she smiled.

"Yay, thanks, Mom!" Rocky squealed, before nudging his mother with his cold black nose. Then he darted from the den as quick as a startled rabbit, disappearing into the dim shadows. Yuka yawned again, and flopped down on the den floor beside her mate, Cliff, in hopes of getting a little more rest before full sun.

Rocky had reached the den entrance, and was looking around with his big brown eyes. He'd never been away alone; suddenly his maw broke into a sly grin. What if he went out to explore while his parents slept? He peeked back into the den, and looked at his mother and father. They were still sleeping peacefully, unaware of what their deceitful son was planning. Rocky nodded his head, as if telling himself, "Yes, let's do it!" and he turned to leave the den.

As he walked from the cavern, he looked at his surroundings, his eyes big with awe and fascination. Once or twice, a hawk swooped overhead, and he cringed, or dove into a bush, but aside from that, he was thoroughly enjoying himself. As he strolled on, he looked back at his home, where his mother and father lay, and he felt a pang of guilt for being so deceitful. Suddenly, he bumped into something; something big..., black..., and hairy. He looked up, and found himself gazing into a pair of soulless golden eyes.
 

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