Chapter 1: FalconA Chapter by April Faust
I notice Crow leaving camp from my tree. He looks around to make sure no one is around but I'm hidden by all the branches and leaves so he can't see me. I see him walk further away from camp towards the south. I listen to the wind and feel that it's blowing against me so he won't be able to pick up my scent. I silently jump to another tree, watching him go further south. Eventually, he comes to a stop near the stream. I don't understand why he's here. Why did he sneak out here? Why is he so close to the southern wolf territory? There's some movement behind a bush, drawing Crow's attention. I silently leap down from the tree and quickly jump behind the fallen oak. The southern wolf alpha, Flame, emerges from the brush and walks up to the stream. I expect a battle to ensue, but they just start talking.
"Are you sure about this?" Flame asks. "Trust me, the marriage of your son and my daughter will be good for both of our packs." Crow reassures. "We will finally be able to merge our packs and will no longer have to steal prey from one another." "Have you even told Celeste yet?" Flame qustions. "Yes, she knows, have you told Falcon? He has to come to the moonlight howl tonight." "Yes Falcon knows, and he's coming." Flame says with an annoyed sigh. suddenly the wind changes and moves my scent towards the two alphas. They both quickly look to where I'm ducked down behind the fallen tree. I crouch down and quicky run back to camp, checking every few seconds if I have a pursuer. I look up at the setting sun when I reach the border of the camp. I climb up my tree and close my eyes and drift off to sleep. "Hello?" a male calls out. "Hey you, up in the tree." I open my eyes, realizing he was talking to me. "Huh?" I say, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. "Morning Starshine." he says, smiling up at me. "Do you need something, or are you just here to annoy me?" I say sitting on my branch. "I need to know where the moonlight howl is." he says. I look up and see that the moon is almost right over head. "You must be Falcon. Sorry to disappoint, but I'm an omega. Omegas can't go to those type of events so how would I know?" I say, laying back down. "Then we can find it together." he says. He slams his body against the tree so that I fall out, landing on my back. I open my eyes to see him standing over me. "I hate you." I say. I roll over to get up and shake the leaves from my pelt. He snickers and pulls a stray leaf from behind my ear. "Let's go," he says leading me into the camp. We eventually find everyone on the far side of the camp in a large clearing. I keep my head low feeling several wolves looking at me. I can't blame them. An omega at a howl stands out about as much as an elk in a rabbit hole. We find Celeste in the middle of the clearing. When she sees me, she runs up to me and embraces me. "Thank the stars you're here, I was afraid I'd have to be alone with him." she says. "Wasn't exactly my choice." I say giving a joking glare to Falcon. "So, Starshine, you know my name, but I don't know yours." "It's Frost." I say. A silvery glow falls over the clearing and one by one everyone starts howling. these howls are nothing like the ones that filled the forest on the day Azari died. These howls were melodic and calm. Celest stops howling. "I'll be right back," she says before running off. Falcon and I talk for a few minutes until we hear a strong howl. This isn't apart of the moonlight howl, it's a call for a meeting.Everyone runs to the main clearing where Crow and Flame are standing on a large rock above evryone. Crow is the first to speak. "Celeste has just been seen leaving the forest. I sent out a search party but they lost her scent. The cremony for her and Falcon will be postponed until she is found."
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3 Reviews Added on June 10, 2019 Last Updated on June 10, 2019 AuthorApril FaustSun Prairie, WIAboutI like singing and writing stories. I first knew I loved writing at the begginning of the year and honestly, I don't remember when I first started singing (probably when I was five years or younger). more..Writing
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