Pup

[Ximera]

The wolf pup quickly panted, yowling as the feline lunged after him. The quick cub ran for his life, having no idea where he was. His parents had just been killed by the wolf. The wolf known as Scorn. Leaping into rubble, quickly crashing into thorned bushes and many jungle plants of all sorts. The wolf's shadow was seen, the wolf's paw flew in from all directions, breaking some of the plant. The pup made a quick response to his instinct. A swift bite from the small pup to the wolf's paw as the wolf yowled and quickly drew his paw back in stinging pain. The pup leaped, stumbling onto a log that was far from raging water and near a roaring water fall, escaping off the log he grabbed it with both paws and climbed back up. The log was thick at the bottom but thin at the top, supporting by twining vine ropes biting at it and secluding the circular sides. Resting a moment, but he knew any time now that threatening wolf could leap any moment. He knew the wolf was slowed with a full belly of his mother, father, and four cubs other than himself. Claws dug into the log as a roar of terror set out in a band. There was more wolves, and other wolves. Probably a pack of them, but only few. Leaping as a paw struck from the bush he had gotten to the log from the thorns and thickets. Setting back, a head struck from the willow where he planned leaping to get across. Looking down onto the bay that he could take a huge leap two, two wolves licked their hungry chops at the pup as he store down. As soon as he knew it, the felines were every where. Also, more trouble. The wolf got through the thicket half way was at his side, and then busted through the thicket madly. The willow had spit out another wolf, as it had climbed up the willow to get there. Snap! The pup's paw broke through the hole, struggling to get out. The two wolves smirked, as they slowly approaching hungrily. They licked their chops. One of the wolves lunged, the one from the willow. It snapped for the cub's neck, then the cub ran and knocked into the one from the bushes. The wolf from the bushes just grabbed the cub by the neck, and threw it back close to the willow wolf. The wolf from the willow attempted to snap onto the cub, but slid off the log. Yowling, it dug it's claws into the side, slowly falling from it. The panther's ears drew back, then lost it's grip and fell into the depth of the water. Backing away, staring into the hungry wolf's eyes. As the wolf lunged for the cub angrily as if he was the reason the other wolf fell from the log, the pup slipped through the hole he made and dropped to the thick, mossy, moist inside of the log. A wolf leaped into the inside where the cub was, snapped for the pup, but the pup fell through the thick log and went tumbling for the water- but the pup knew the wolf may be alive that fell off the log. Being snatched on the neck by the wolf, then the bobcat slipped and dropped the cub as he backed into the log. The wolf leaped down, it's ears drew back as she snatched the cub and threw it, the pup landed hanging on a vine, the pup yelped as it hit the water, slowly falling into the depths, the chasm of the deep dark waters. The pup hung only moments away from falling again into the water, where the wolf had dropped, hanging for his life onto the vine.

To Be Continued

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