Antuk raised her snout into the air and sniffed. Great, just great, she thought. The alpha male, Midnight, was awake. She cowered slightly at the thought of him and padded forward, peeking out from underneath her rock. Her eyes glimpsed another male, Kuzar, walking away into the forest. Searching for more females, no doubt, she thought to herself. His Highness The Stupid, as she called Midnight, growled something at a large white wolf. Joker, the Scarred One. The one who'd caught her. Him, she loathed. Antuk sighed as she remembered the day he'd caught her...








