Cendria leaped out of the bushes, prancing happily as she bumped into Brakon. No longer a cream wolf, she was, but now silver fox. Was that possible? Chase was astounded, watching the small fox. Cendria blushed then rubbed her head up against Brakon�s ecstatic fur. Brakon continued to look down. His fur no longer of shine. His tail no longer dressed with love. He was skimp and lanky, he looked tired and worn. Chase sighed then walked to his side. He gave him a comforting nudge. In return, the angelic wolf received a spark wave throughout his fur. Chase grunted then began to walk over to the water.

Brakon walked over to the trees. He kept his distance from the water. Chason watched his reflection then closed his eyes as tears formed�He had left Silver. He was so afraid, what might they do to him? He was a horrible older brother, he thought. He should have been there to help his young brother. A black male then approached Colaa. He slowly pushed her away, herding her towards a den. Colaa sighed then shook her head; �I love you Chason� Her words were distant and quiet.

An older brown wolf stepped from the trees. The two foxes sat quietly, side by side. Nidia was now asleep under the shad of a tree. The older wolf�s eyes were covered with white. Her skin was worn and she traveled with a limp. Yet she easily made her way to Chason, bowing at his side. �I have searched far and long. Tedious and exhausting to find you, dear Chason.� He turned to her, somewhat confused about the respect, �How do you know my name?� She looked up to him smiling, �Why it is me, your fair sister, Aamia.� Chason�s eyes lit up as he leaped towards her. He covered her with kisses, acting as the pup. She played with him, nipping at his tail as she nuzzled his side. �I have only returned to say good bye...� She pulled away from him. �Goodbye? You just got here.� Chason was in a pouncing position. His rump in the air with his tail slowing its speed.

�Dear brother, I am old and blind. My time has come...Farewell� She turned from him then slowly limped away. Chase relaxed on the floor, his ears lowering as he watched her leave. His eyes then glazed once again while he looked to his reflection, �Aamia��

The sun rose early. Dew collected on the ground. Chase was still by the water�s side. His coat covered in small rain droplets. He gradually opened his eyes as his lifted his head. There was not another wolf in sight� He was alone, as usual. He rested his head again, watching the fish slowly swim by. When suddenly, wolves from everywhere raced by. They were led by a young black female, speeding ahead of the others. Colaa scooped down then lifted Chase to his paws, coaxing him to follow. Kcal and Ingvar ran by, even though they were both part of a separate pack. What on earth could be happening. Nidia bounded by then pulled Chase up as well then dashed to catch up with the others. Chason slowly limped behind the crowd, following across a misty meadow.

They turned a sharp right then scampered into a hidden cave. Chason grunted as he walked behind them, stopping in the entrance of the cave. Water droplets leaked onto his head. He smirked then slowly walked in, scooting in behind the crowd. The young black alpha stepped onto a high rock. �Welcome old and young. As you know, this pack is anew. We have yet to find positions for you wolves. We are gathered her today to agree on the loyal wolves or canines that will be able to take the positions.� Two betas sat by the alpha�s side. �First, we are looking for two new betas to join in our large pack.� A couple wolves shoved a young black wolf forward, �Pick Vanne�. A bunch pointed to her. Chase smiled as he watched silently. Colaa turned her head to her cousin with a grin. The young alpha nodded then chose Vanne, who was shivering with nervous intentions. �Pick Chason.� A familiar black male stood up. He looked to be a mix with a German shepherd and his voice yearned with remembrance to Chason�s ears.

Colaa nodded quickly, with an addition of some other wolves. Chase shook his head quickly as he flattened his ears, �Not me.� The young alpha turned to Chase, her eyes scanning his gimp form. Chase glanced to the first male that spoke forward, remembrance aching into his ears. It was Kaiju Yoma. The alpha continued to stare at Chase, her eyes gazing up to his dazed blue windows. She smiled then nodded. Kaiju threw his head back and howled as Colaa pounced onto Chase�s back. Chase chuckled nervously but deep inside, he was not happy.

�Get down!� Q raged. Silver and Caseous dropped to the floor. The white wolf easily maneuvered himself to rise and fall at command. Silver yet coughed, his legs wobbling before toppling him over. Q slashed his paw across Silver�s muzzle furiously. The black wolf whined then attempted to stand again. Caseous sat quietly as he gave a halfway grin to see Silver suffer. Silver suddenly growled then leapt towards Q. The panther swung his paw upward, then blocked Silver�s clumsy paws, �Never attack in anger� he clenched through his teeth. Silver dropped to the floor was an audible �oof�. He looked up to the feline shadow then nodded slowly.

Caseous walked outside, his cold paws frisking across the grass. Q pushed the nervous Silver out as well. The black wolf shook as he stood a good ten feet from Caseous. The white wolf grinned as he slithered his forked tongue. Silver cringed his face in light disgust, as he looked the other way. �Attack!� Q yelled, as he settled himself on a shadowed branch. Caseous bounded forward, leaping from side to side as he nipped at his Silver�s paws. Silver whimpered as he stumbled back. �Silver, attack him� Q stated calmly yet loudly for the wolf to hear. Caseous reared as his claws came down on Silver�s flank, slamming him to the floor. Silver groaned then tried to kick Caseous off, but it was no use. Q shook his head then rested it upon the thick limb.

Chason sat quietly by the lake. Every so often, Brakon would leap by him with Cendria inching close to his tail. Chase only lifted his paw absently to allow the foxes to squirm around him. He also saw Ingvar often, whom cared nothing for anyone except himself. Colaa used to speak with him, but Ingvar soon lost interested. Kcal had disappeared. He and Chase had grown close but time was against their backs. Brakon had later informed Chase, that Kcal had gone away before anyone knew of his disappearance. Chase asked the fox how he knew and Brakon replied that Kcal was his brother.

Many new wolves, around him, socialized and played. The young alpha paid a special attention to a few wolves; the others meant nothing to her. Chase, himself, received little attention from her. Everyone had referred her to as Mizukori. There was one wolf particular, though. A gray wolf, maybe a silver wolf. Maybe a timber wolf. She was so beautiful but Chase�s ideas strayed from a new mate. His heart was torn and depressed. Nothing could help him. She was somewhat younger than him and showed little interest in the older wolf.

Vanne came up to Chase then nuzzled him softly, �Hey Chase, I finally got a mate. His name is Shadow�s Fury.� Chason attempted to smile as he nodded softly to her. �I have heard of him. He often fought with the panther, Khazrone, yes?� She nodded lightly to the comment, a brilliant smile gleaming across her cheeks. She then pranced off and until this day, he did not see her again� Kaiju also drifted from the pack. The young gamma retreated from the meadow and disappeared within time.

Chase was referred to commonly as a nomad. Usually, in the young alpha�s valley, he sometimes strayed to another forest. Many wolves knew it as �The Canine Forest�. Chase sat by a river; across he watched another pack of wolves mourning the death of a lost member. His pack was huge; hundreds of wolves followed the young alpha. They were not a family at all�She cared nothing for them. One wolf, a cream one, leaped over to Chase. She smiled as she pounced onto his shoulders. He was thrown to his back with a grunt, �Whoa, I did not do anything. I promise� He whined slightly. �Chason!� The female cream wolf yelled. He looked towards her, �Sarina?� She nodded quickly as she nipped at his paws. Chason smiled lightly as he watched her.

�There is someone that has been looking for you.� She leaped off him. He rolled to his side, his tail slightly moving. Sarina stepped to the side as a dark brown wolf glided from the shadows. He was strong and powerful, his chest muscular and broad. One eye of emerald, shining brightly as it watched the older gray wolf. The other, though, was a misty gray, obviously blind for some reason or another. One ear perked forward with the other, pinned against his head. His balance was somewhat unequal, Chase, seeing something like this before, knew. The young brown wolf was deaf, most likely only in one ear.

�Dear Uncle�� He stepped forward. Chase pinned his ears, �Uncle�?� The young wolf nodded. Sarina smiled softly then sighed and, filled with lonesome, she walked off. �My mother is Lynia.� His voice was quiet yet soothing. His eyes were cringed with sympathy as he yearned to get closer to his uncle. Chase slowly stood up as he watched the wolf. Not a pup at all. He was in his prime, �She�s alive?� The brown wolf looked to the floor then back up at his uncle. �I�m not sure. She sent me to find you some time back. She said I should live with you. She knew that you would be alive.� The brown wolf started to smile slightly. Chason�s golden halo, about, his neck, slightly began to glow. It was not noticeable though. His long fur covered his thick neck. �What is your name?� Chase�s voice was almost a whisper. �Well, everyone calls me Champ. Mom never named me...� He wagged his tail slowly. Chason looked up to him, then stepped forward and wrapped his head around Champ�s neck. Likewise, Champ enjoyed the affection. Chase knew the young wolf has been through much.

A large black wolf barked loudly. His paw stamping on a rock. Silver, Caseous, another demonic wolf, and one hellhound all dropped to the ground. Q stood behind the yelling black wolf. The wolf paced up and down the row of apprentices. He was obviously not a pure wolf. The fur upon the back of his neck bristled heavily. Jackal, he must be of jackal. He only had three legs, but held his weight well. His right hind leg has been torn off from who knows where.

Silver fell to the ground; his paws were no longer able to hold his weight up. The jackal leaped towards the fallen wolf, slashing his claw to intimidate him. Q chuckled as he watched from behind, �Sam, lay off. He�s new. He is the younger brother.� The feline flicked his tail. The jackal stopped his claws then stared at Silver amazingly. Silver whined as he glanced to and fro from the staring eyes, �What?� The jackal growled then turned to the hellhound and demonic wolf, �Nivare. Jisk. Three laps, the whole perimeter.� Jisk and Nivare jumped up then disappeared in the thicket.

Chason followed the young gray wolf to a cave. She had not noticed him there yet. She lowered her head to a cool stream as the older brother crept closer. She perked her ears. He stopped, breathing uneasily, as he crouched behind one of the tavern�s jagged rocks. �Is someone there?� She looked around, a little disturbed by the strange noises. Chase closed his eyes, determined not to allow her to know that he was there. He groaned then leapt out of the cave. She caught a glimpse of his tail but nothing more.

He returned to the lake with a sigh. Champ watched him with a slight grin as he threw a pebble at him. Chase was hit with a grunt as he sarcastically looked back to Champ. The brown wolf pointed innocently to the mechanical fox, basking in the grass. Chase leaped onto his nephew as they rolled around in the grass. They nipped at each other�s scruff as they pawed at one another�s muzzles. Chase smiled then tumbles off to the side. He landed at the feet of another wolf. He looked upward and there stood the gray female. Grinning down at him, he knew she knew he was there.

Almost 6 months later�

Silver panted absently as he stood. His chest was powerful, muscles breaching throughout his legs. He head had remained awry after that dreadful day in the BushKill Fall territory. His tail glided from side to side as he lowered his head aimlessly. He was huge, the pathetic weakness and fear escaping from his body. He intimidated many who would have seen him, his blank gold eyes, giving him an eerie stare.

Caseous, Nivare, and Jisk stood next to him. Each had gained a couple pounds in muscle. They were deprived mostly of food, their skin gripping tightly to their stomachs. The jackal paced along the line of them, his head bobbing as he walked. He suddenly slashed his paw up at Silver. The black wolf did not look down at the jackal, only abnormally slicing his paw upward to stop the oncoming paw. The jackal grinned deviously as he continued to pace. Q kept his distance, his eyes narrowed on the younger brother.

A carriage suddenly pulled in the driveway. Q leapt to his feet and scurried to the shadows. The jackal followed with Nivare and Caseous behind them, whom had just finished their laps. Jisk and Silver turned to look at the human. Another man came out of the house, that wolves were enar. He was a familiar man, with a hood covering his head. He was the same human who had put the metal upon his that fox�s face. Silver really did not know Brakon but he knew that human. His fur bristled as he snarled inaudibly. The humans spoke a language that Silver could not understand. It sounded as if they were trying to cough up a hairball.

The familiar human nodded slowly as the other walked back to his carriage. He pulled out two muzzles and a long chain. The hooded human point to Silver then spoke roughly. The tongue was foreign to the demon�s ears. The opposite human nodded the pulled out a black collar and a thick chain. He walked over to Jisk then slipped the muzzle over his nose. Jisk snorted but he turned seeing Q nod to remain still. The human next went to Silver. The demon was not as cooperative. He snarled at slashed at the human. Who, he, mostly chuckles and smacked the wolf with the chain. Within moments, he slipped the collar over Silver�s head then tightened a muzzle. Silver and Jisk were led away. Q snarled then clenched his claws. The jackal noses his side as he spoke harshly, �This will not be the last time we see him, dear Midnight.� Q nodded then looked to the jackal, �Kriel, that�s not what I�m worried about.�

Chase sat by the river watching his reflection quietly. He had not seen his beautiful cousin in almost two summers past. Brakon and Cendria were forever his friends though. They came in and out, nuzzling him from time to time. Nidia as well was long since gone. She had wandered off and never returned. Everyone had disappeared. Kcal, Colaa, Nidia, Sarina, Kaiju, Bonezi... There were many canines still about. Most cared nothing for Chason though. Mizukori and Ingvar both hated him deeply, each sneering or just plain ignoring him. Chase cared nothing, his head was always in the clouds. Oh, and Champ. Loyal Champ. He was always near Chase�s side, keeping a fearful eye on his old uncle.

A familiar jackal limped into the meadow. No one knew him for devious deeds. He was only another face in the crowd. His young daughter, Kamalie, followed at his heels. She seemed upset at something, her head held low. He approaches Chase is shock, stumbling back for a moment. He struggled to get his balance with his one hind paw as his eyes began to comprehend the figure. �Good afternoon, sir� Kriel spoke up finally. Chase turned to the jackal with a nod. Kriel grinned as his eyes darted, �Samuel Kriel and this is my daughter, Kamalie.� Chason nodded again, �Chason and over there is my nephew Champ.� Champ watches Kamalie fascinated, his weak eyes loving her beautiful figure. Kamalie huddled next to her father�s hindquarters; she was quite small for her age. She must have been in the same age group as Champ.

Kriel grinned slightly as he begin to speak distantly with the angelic brother. Kamalie whined as she stumbled off. Champ slowly followed her, curious about her beauty. Chase never saw Champ again. Some time later he hear Champ had pups with a young cream wolf but there was nothing more. Kriel�s eyes darted across the trees, almost scanning for any figures. Caseous and Nivare walked into the meadow. They growled at each other then separated along the borders.

Silver was slashed to the ground. The whip curled around his back. Jisk was tied to the wall, he snarled but the muzzle kept him still. The human slammed a meachete down then sliced off Silver�s tail. Silver whined pathetically but the refused to show his weakness and let his eyes water. Jisk growled then reared, swiping his claws forward. It was no use. The human spoke the foreign language again. This time Silver could make out his name in the rolling tongue. He growled but remained on the floor. His eyes burned maroon, as blood began to leak from his mouth. Jisk watched as he fell to silence. Silver snarled as he whipped up. His eyes were blazing with the fires of hell. Jisk lowered his ears as he shook lightly yet unnoticeably. Silver�s ears pinned back as foam lathered around his pure jaws. Everything went silent but only momentarily. Spikes lengthen up to a foot abruptly bursted from Silver�s back. Quickly traveling down his back as his stubbed and bloody tail formed into a draconic shape. A sphere formed around his the tip, the silver knives dragged along the ground.

His size grew drastically, his flank increased with sharp scales and bulging muscles. Coughing suddenly, blood spilled from his mouth, running along his jaws and down his chest. The other world was punishing him for the transformation to the monster. Jisk was against the wall, his eyes widened as he whined. Silver merely stepped on the link chain and it cracked through. His paws singed through the metal. He bellowed inhumanly, blue electricity barreling throughout his teeth, saliva and blood mixed were dripping to the floor. He slowly began to walk; half the chain was nipping at his heels. The most intimidating part of his hideous form was his eyes. His silver claws tampered the ground but his maroon eyes were blank and empty.

He glided over to Jisk; each step cracked the eroding stone floor. He raises a claw and simply snapped the muzzle from Jisk�s face. He then slammed his paw down, his claws breaking through the chain holding him to the wall. He grinned a devious smile, as he slowly walked towards the metallic door. A strange fire began to gurgle in his stomach. The eerie blue electricity circled his lungs. He snarled as blood dripped from his eyes. Moments later, he dropped his jaws, a beam of fire hurled towards the door. Electricity crawled about the sides. The heat leaked through the metal, the ground singed to the floor. Silver smirked then walked out. Jisk was in a state of shock but shortly hurried after the beast.

�Darsnia is a lovely name.� Chase watched the young silver wolf. She blushed and turned away, �Dear Chason, you spoil me.� He leaned over then picked up a flower with his jaws. He then set it upon her ear. She smiled slightly at him. Brakon scampered by as he slid between the two gray wolves. Chase groaned then looked the other way. The mechanical fox skidded across the floor upon his metal face. He grinned innocently back at the grinning Darsnia. �I am going to fetch some water�� Chase slowly got up with a sigh then walked away. Darsnia whined then closed her eyes. Brakon lifted an eyebrow as he looked between the two wolves. A devious grin slid across his distorted muzzle.

�Sooooooooo, I see what�s going on. You and Chase are going to hook up, hmm?� He watched the female wolf. She dropped her ears and looked away, �Dear Chason? Oh�no. He�I�am not good enough for him.� Brakon smirked as he climbed to his paws, �Course you are. You know you two make a cute couple.� Cendria tumbled by then slid under Brakon. He was boosted up to Darsnia�s head level. She smiled as she saw how happy the two foxes were. �I do not think I should ask him. He has been through a lot... I am not sure...he�d be happy with another mate.� Brakon coughed slightly. Cendria moved from under him then jumped on his head to reach Darsnia. Brakon grunted as he was pushed under her. �Maybe he�ll ask you. I have been talking with him. He does like you.� She pointed to the flower. She smiled then nodded; �Alright then� She began to walk from the foxes. Cendria fell to the floor with an �oof�. Brakon only grinned at her.

Chase paced the water bank as he thought. He held his head low as he kicked up some sand. He turned as he walked back towards where the gray wolf was. He slammed into a hard object. It had fur though, it must have been someone. �Jee, I�m really sorry. I was lost in thought. I should have watched where I was going�� Chase shook his head then looked up. Standing at least, at least, an extra two feet above him snorted the mighty Silver. Steam rose from his nose and blood dripped from his jaws. Jisk was across the river watching quietly, hidden behind some brush. Darsnia smiled as she approached then stopped spotting the creature. She ducked behind a tree base as she whimpered madly.

Mizukori walked up behind Chase and literally screamed, hiding behind him. �What the hell is that?� Silver was still, his body and form staring towards the shivering gray wolf. Mizukori whined as other wolves approached behind her. They all kept their distance. His tail was anchored into the floor, the spiked reflecting brightly off the sun. Chase whined, as he looked the creature over. Memories flashed among his head. Where had he seen this form before? Other lives breezed through his head then stopped at his father. His father! Could it be Talron? No, it could not. He was dead�

�Silver�� He stepped one paw forward. �Silver!? You mean your little brother?� Mizu whimpered, she had heard many stories of the �kind� SilverShot. Silver bellowed suddenly, throwing his head back. He slashed his claws at Chase. The small timber wolf whined as he leaped over the daring claws. Many wolves ran and leaped onto Silver. With ease, he clawed at them and threw them off. One young gray wolf with a black belly, sat off to the side. She smiled, watching Silver fondly.

The injured wolves stumbled away. Mizu helped them off, leaving Chase as she usually does. Chase furrowed his eyebrows as he growled as well. The gigantic Silver leaped towards his older brother. Chase slid under him then dashed as quickly as he could into the meadow�Silver quickly followed and pinned him within moments. �Silver! Why are you hurting me?� Chase screamed to get free. �You left me. Your hurt me. You killed me.� His voice was hoarse and rasp. He sounded like a computer repeating itself. Chase whined, �I tried Silver. I tried� please forgive me. I did not kill you. You were dead by the time. I got there. I did not mean to leave you. I was confused and bewildered. Oh, dear brother�please�

Silver turned his head to a growl in the trees. He lifted off Chase and let him go. Chase stumbled away towards the forest. Darsnia grabbed him then wrapped her paws around his neck. Silver watched the trees but the sound was going. The young gray wolf approached Silver with a slight smile. She rubbed along his side, showing little fear. Silver perked his ears then looked back at her. He growled slightly as she licked his nose. He grunted then shrank in size. His silver sphere sank back into his skin as the spikes dropped along his back. His collar was still about his neck. The familiar spiked abruptly shot out from all about the collar. It looked to be a normal spiked collar. His eyes flicked back gold, as the electricity faded. His flank turned soft, the scaled disappearing. He tail also disappeared returning to the Doberman stub. He watched her quietly as a muzzle flipped across her face. �Kyanie�. He leaned back some but showed no anger, �Silver...�

Every time Silver saw Chase he was snarl. Kyanie followed at his side. It was obvious they had become mates. He would always go deep into the meadow. Anyone whom approached his territory, he would attack. Chase kept his distance. His eyes were beheld on Darsnia. As Silver, Chase and Darsnia soon became mates as well. Happiness did not last long as Kyanie�s appearances became rare. He was fed up with Silver�s furious temper, and horrible territorial thinking. They soon broke up, but she will forever love him. She told him that and he did not see her again. Once alone, Silver became outraged at life and soon took it out on his older brother. From time to time, Silver would strike, grabbing his brother and dragging him away. Mizukori and Darsnia often had to run and find him. Chason became horribly mangled, his left foreleg gone gimp. Yet he continued to refuse to fight his younger brother. He would lie in the grass, bleeding horridly. Another young alpha, named Silverthunder, would often come and comfort him. They had become good friends when Thunder was killed in battle, Chase was asked to resurrect her. He had to use his angelic form, which was very nerve raking for him. But he understood now, how to command his powers and collect his form.

One afternoon Silver approached a small clearing, a black formed leaped in front of him, circling quickly. Silver growled, foam already lathering as his lips. The panther stopped in front of him, Silver no longer bowed at his feet. The panther growled, the familiar golden eyes burning with rage. "How dare you defy me Silver! After everything I taught you." Q circled around the black wolf. Silver narrowed his eyes "You lied to me. Chason is not my enemy." Q snorted, "But he is. You saw him leave you, with your own eyes." Silver snarled then leaped towards the feline. Q rolled to the side as the black wolf quickly whip lashed behind him. Q turned suddenly and slashed at Silver. It took out his eye instantly. Silver howled, blood streaming down his lips.