" Who are you" I growled.

" An old friend" he сказал(-а) a black волк a friend hah! The Frist

lesson I learned was never trust a black волк I once trusted a

black волк and his name was Ben and he went to Присоединиться some big

Southern Pack and abandoned me by myself. This might be

Ben the волк I hate to the ends of the earth. This is horrible what

does he want he's hurt me еще than that can heal. I decided to

say " Ben is that you?" I сказал(-а) it with a snarl.

" Of course Ayra who else would it be" Ben snickered.

" What are Ты doing here? Aren't Ты with a pack?" I growled .

" Yes, but I wanted to visit my old friend" he smiled.

" Yeah right. Why are Ты really here?" I asked.

" Ayra, Ayra, Ayra word in the woods is that Ты started a pack

of your own. I was wondering if I could Присоединиться and be the leader of

course" he said.

"Never you've already hurt me enough and I'm not going to let

yet hurt my friend like Ты hurt my friends" I growled and turned

away. " Ayra your mentor me has a better chance to lead a pack

I'm way еще exprenticed than you" he said.

" You'll have to fight me" I growled I turned around when Ben

had already jumped to fight me I wasn't prepared and I was on

the ground I nipped his shoulder and he snapped at my neck but

missed. Then a flash of red came by and pined Ben on the

ground " Scram" the волк growled Ben ran away with his tail

between his legs but I wasn't happy at all " Suriously! Really Ты

just had to that!" I yelled I'm pretty sure I scared him.

" I'm sorry I just thought Ты could use some help, and, and by

the way I'm Garth what your name?" he сказал(-а) with a strong tone

and I was impressed of course and the pack needs еще

members so of course I asked him if he could join.

" Sure Id Любовь to" he сказал(-а) I lead him to camp.

" Garth guys, guys Garth" I was tiered and I went right bed.