Chapter 2: Escape

DUSK

    She shook her head, her beautiful delicate fur danced as a whirlwind. She looked back, watching the wolves swim across the shallow river. "Ironide, are you sure what you've heard are true?" she asked, concerned of the fate of the Nyx Pack.

    "Dusk," said Ironide, a wolf who's fur was mahogany red and brown, "I, too, am worried."

    Dusk sighed. Shadow appeared on the bank with another wolf general, Nytryx, leading a few grey furred wolves. Dusk watched Nytryx leap back to the water to help a few young pups cross.

    She remembered how the black wolves and the grey were united, by a marriage done by a pair of ancestors. Some of the grey wolves held white wolves' DNA, and so the pack has become larger than ever. Dusk lifted a black pup from the water, and let it run to his mother. Ironide helped Mist up. Mist shook her wet fur. "Geez, sis, do we have to go?" she complained.

    "'Fraid so, sister. Shadow said there were humans," said Dusk.

    "Humans! We won against them last time!" whined Mist. "After all, who knows if Midnight is back?"

    Dusk fought the tears. "W-we don't know how strong the humans have become since the Hunting War."

    "Y-you're right," sighed Mist before moving away. Ironide hauled a mother and her pups up. Dusk helped a pair of white wolves up, and Shadow appeared.

    "Too slow! We need to go faster! I can smell the humans!" cried Shadow, his black fur wet.

    "We need to help them cross," protested Nytryx.

    Three more wolf generals appeared and helped the rest of the pack up, the chief behind them.

    "Grey, Rocky, Axel," addressed the chief. "Is everyone here?"

    Axel, a grey wolf with a black tail, looked around, and nodded. "They're all here, Chief."

    Dusk strode towards the she-wolves, helping them round their pups up. "Dusk," said a pup, "when are we going to stop?"

    "Stop what?" asked Dusk, a little distracted.

    "We were always-"

    Dusk moved forwards. "Hold on..."

    "What's that?" cried Rocky, staring ahead as well.

    "Rocky, Dusk and Grey, look into it," said Shadow.

    The chief offered a weary smile. He looks as pale as the moon... thought Dusk.

    Grey was a grey wolf with sharp blue eyes, with black paws. He swiftly moved towards the sandy clouds ahead, growing larger by the minute. Dusk and Rocky followed him.

    "Howling spirits!" cried Rocky, charging into the clouds of dust. "I think I see hooves!"

    "H-hooves?" stuttered Dusk.

    Grey squinted. "Turn around! Now!" cried the grey wolf.

    "What are they?" Dusk asked.

    "I think they're buffaloes," said Grey.

    Rocky looked baffled. "Buffaloes? Where the fang did they come from?"

    "Don't ask me," muttered Grey as they reached the wolves. "Buffaloes are headed this way! Quick! Stay away from the the river! Move out! NOW!"

    Immediately, wolves moved out into the emptiness of the fields, knowing swimming to the other side would be their deaths beneath hooves. The wolves ran along the river, rushed, panicked. Dusk could feel the ground shake, for the buffaloes were coming in quickly.

    "We'll keep them back for a few moments," said Alex, indicating Rocky and himself as 'we'.

    "It's too dangerous!" protested Nytryx.

    Rocky winked. "Never fear, m'lady," he said, jokingly, but gravely, "we serve for the pack's safety."

    Nytryx gave Rocky a quick nuzzle. "Be safe."

    The two wolves went ahead, and half of the pack was ahead. The wolves almost became as horses beside a river, running by twos in a line.

    The chief was ahead, with Shadow by his side.

    A few male wolves stayed behind the generals, but Grey urged them ahead. The hooves' thundering became loud, and a yelp of Rocky shocked her. "Ladies, hurry," said Grey. "Rocky and Alex will be fine, just leave this spot and they'll be safe as well."

    "I-if you say so," stammered Nyxtryx.

    Dusk ran along, beside Nyxtryx. "If Rocky dies, I'll never forgive Mr. Know-It-All Grey," whispered Nyxtryx.

    "Nyx, you don't want to do that literally, right?" chided Dusk.

    "Oh, you think I can let one die voluntarily?" growled Dusk.

    Behind, Grey called for the two and began running as well.

    "Hush, Nyx," said Dusk and the black wolf shut her mouth.

    A little further away, there was a massive rock, poking out from the soil, and the wolves were gathered there. Dusk leaped onto the rock and, with Nyxtryx, await for the males to return.

    Grey appeared charging towards them with Axel and Rocky. Nyxtryx sighed in relief.

    From the distance, Dusk squinted, and saw a few buffaloes plunge into the water.

    "Water buffaloes," noted the chief. "I've seen them before."

    He looked outwards across the river.

    Oh Midnight.

Author's Note: Surprise! The new perspective belongs to Dusk! Who did you think it was going to? Now we all know where the Nyx Pack is going.

Let's stalk a little.

Also, tons of wolves introduced here.

I may not update the characters page yet.

Stay tuned.