Chapter One: The Runaway. A story by Riley

Once upon a time, there was a wolf family who lived in the icy Arctic. To a mother and father wolf were born two beautiful wolf pups, named Winter, the eldest, and Autumn, the youngest. Autumn was always cheerful and full of wonder, but Winter, as compassionate and kind as she was, saw the coldness of the world, and was willing to do anything to protect her family. This family of four wolves wasn't exactly what you would call normal, for one, they could talk, but in this book, all animals can talk, and only you and me can understand them. But there were a few reasons why they lived in such a cold and snowy place. For one, most humans (especially hunters) wouldn't go through so much to get to them, even though they're rare and beautiful fur could sell at a high price. Two, it was their nature, they were wolves meant to live in cold, and wolves who enjoyed the cold too, but they could almost live anywhere if there was food and water. No, they could definitely live somewhere else, but mother and father wolf assumed this secure location would be safe from hunters, or at least, that's what they thought...

BOOM!
Click
BOOM!

Gunshots were all Autumn could hear as she scampered around the cave.
"Humans!" she tried to scream.
"Shhh." Father said. "Not a word or they'll hear you. To humans, even our whispers sounds like barking."
Mother told Autumn and Winter to stay hidden while her and father went to "deal" with the hunters.
"Protect Autumn, I'm counting on you." She said. Winter took Autumn closer to her. "I love you." Autumn said, snuggling close to her big sister. "I'll never let you go...'' Winter whispered.
Suddenly, instead of mother and father dealing with the hunters, two men, wrapped in coats of fur, rampaged into their den! Father and Mother were growling fiercely, the hunters laughing at their effort, which would soon go to waste.
"Feisty lil' things aren't they?" one of them said, chuckling.
"Har, har, I'm sure you'll sell for a small fortune, and you'll make a fine winter coat." said the other.
"Let's take care of business then shall we?" said the first one. Autumn was shaking with fear, whimpering, but Winter was too focused on what the hunters would possibly do to Mother and Father.  Then she found out exactly what they did to them.  They started talking to each other and then nodded their heads.  It all happened so quickly, but they threw Mother into a sack and tied the top with a rope.  She was still growling and then trying to get out of the sack.  Then, Winter gasped and felt a tear run down her face, as the hunters took out a scary looking gun and pointed it straight at Father.  Father looked at this darling pups for the last time, and Winter listened desperately as his last words sunk into her heart:  "I love you," "I will always be with you," and, "Run!"
Winter's father was mercilessly shot and Mother howled from inside the sack.  Winter felt several tears roll down her face.  Then, without control, she burst out of the cave, not looking back, only glimpsing enough to see Autumn safely out of the cave and running in an opposing direction to her.  Tears dripped from her eyes as Winter ran, and ran, her mind only concentrating on her father's death, and if she would ever find her mother, or her sister.  She must have run for several miles before reaching the Arctic Sea.  Even though she was desperately thirsty, she knew sea water was not the right water to drink, and if she had a bowl, she probably shed enough tears to fill it to the brim.  She leaped in the water and swam.  It was tiring, and she was only a pup with little legs.  She found an ice floe floating only a few feet away from her; she paddled with her back legs and held on to the ice with her claws.  Then her back legs got tired, then she was tired, she was starting to lose hope. Until she saw land ahead!
Just then, she saw a huge black and white figure, with a round nose coming at her.  About 30 feet away is the land, 25 feet, 21 feet, 15 feet away is the ginormous orca whale, still edging closer in the water!  She paddled and paddled and the famished whale tried to bite her a few times, mistaking her for his snack.  She finally reached the shore and the whale finally retreated, at least that's what she assumed.. But really the whale was coming back, he swam away a little ways, then looped around, charging at Winter, then biting her on her leg. She was then on land where the whale couldn't reach her. Maybe it was because she was so tired, or she had lost some blood from the bite, or maybe it was because of all the dangerous excitement, but she fainted on the sandy beach, the last thing she saw were trees, and the whale going away back to its home, Winter hoping to never swim again.
(And if I went through all that, I wouldn't blame myself if I fainted, too.)

Original work by Riley Holt.
(With help from Daddy with typing)

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