[Harkness<3]

These are my wolves, from left to right: Akita(brown fae), Laticia(turquise spirit fae), Stone(dark grey brute), Jordan(blue spirit brute), and Storm(light grey fae).

In a moment, there will be a story, but I have to go, so I'm gonna go ahead and post ethis.

EDIT:
The Story-
The pack raced through the trees, the hunters right on their heels. Stone looked back, snarling at the men, in time to see Laticia fall, crying out in pain. He growled, but pushed ahead; he had to keep the pack safe. Storm almost stopped, whimpering, but he nipped at her heels, and she sped up again. Another wolf howled, Jordan, and Stone looked back again to seem him fall as well. Akita pulled to a halt beside him, turning and growling. Stone nipped her flank, but she shook her head. "We have to fight," she said. Storm turned as well, jumping over Jordan's still body. One of the hunters pointed his gun at her, laughing, pulling the trigger. In an instant, Jordan was before Storm, the bullet tearing through his chest. He let out a final howl before collapsing again, still. Akita pounced on the hunter before he knew what had happened, and a bloody fight began. We lost many great wolves that day, though the twins, Laticia and Jordan, stand out in my mind. However, even with our losses, we won, another victory that the humans won't soon forget. There is one thing I always tell the survivors when we remeber this day: they are always by our sides.