the Anubian's волк pack Article: Furors story part 1: Banished

posted by WolfCryer

(august 16th 2007)
I looked over the small cliffs edge. Our pack had gathered for a meeting, which i and my family was not aloud to hear. All the other young ones had gone out into the forest to play, but not me. I spyed on the grown alphas and betas, trying to find out what they were talking about. I managed to hear them talking they had сказал(-а) for the past minute, i was horrified to hear what they were talking about:
"so has anyone got any evidence that furors family is trying to unite us with the Northern pack" Asked Mantro (alpha leader) noone replied, but then a really musly black волк walked through the crowd and sat down at the front of the crowd, he looked up Mantro "our spies heard that furors family is heading over to the north to meet Shadow"
Mantros eyes lightened, he snarled at the musly волк then replied "Send our spies to Подтвердить their meeting, if it is confirmed we will have to take durastic measures. I will not accept my pack trying to unite with them!"
The musly волк nodded his head and headed back where he came from.
I ran back to my логово, ден and layed in the corner. All the other Волки went back to their dens, while Mantro waited at the cliff i was spying on him from. I could only hope that my family was not guilty.
(august 17th)
5 hours of waiting. I still lay in my логово, ден waiting for the results. Then i saw the musly волк and some really slim hunters approach Mantro. The musly волк whispered to Mantro.
I layed down and put my head in my paws. But then i noticed Mantro glare at me, and snarl. The snarl sent a shriver down my spine. He turned away and walked of with the other wolves.
I then realised what the result obviously was.
And i knew that my family were guilty.

TO BE CONTINUED!

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Birth of endangered (wolves)

posted by nikaitla

WASHINGTON (WUSA) -- The National Zoo is welcoming the birth of four maned волк pups at the Smithsonian Conservation Biology Institute in Front Royal, Va.

National Zoo officials say the pups were born to 8-year-old Salina and 4-year-old Nopal. Keepers are monitoring the pups closely because maned волк pups have a 50 percent mortality rate in the first month, according to zoo officials.

According to the National Zoo, the pups were born Jan. 5 and are the first litter born at the Front Royal location in two years. According to National Zoo officials, 72 maned волк pups have been born at the Front...

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Daniel's волк biography.

posted by metalwolf116

He started out life as he wanted to live it, gentally nurtured by the tete of волк strength. His pack was a good one, he had it all; A mother a father and a pack that loved him dearly.

One день a horrible огонь broke out over the packs domain killing most of their number, saved by his mother that perched him high on a cliff before plummeting into the firey abyss below-she was never seen again. His father died also. Alone he roams; looking for a pack to call his home.

Has he found it in the anubians волк pack? Will they accept him here? These thoughts ravage his head as he enters the anubians pack domain. He boldly steps up to take his place among the pack ranks and form a new life he can call his own.

Life Sucks. Part 2 "Gotta learn to live with it"

posted by Seastar4374

As soon as I snapped the twig and saw my only meal I was probably gonna get run away I noticed a волк going after them. I walked out of the brush and looked at it. He was one of those sleek, lean, hand- wait where was I going with this?!I facepaw myself trying to get the thought out of my head. No way on earth was that волк handsome.....I.....I was just imagioning. Then I saw it. He managed to take down two caribu. 'why two?' I asked myself. 'Did he see me?' I sit and look as he walked over. Slowly I backed away because first off I didn't know this волк and секунда off I didn't know if he had...

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Any one Want to Rap battle Cause i am Starting One

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This contest Is an Idea Of Wolfiey So i am posting this but Im taking part in this I will do the Opening rap And That will Kick it off So Rap battle Is When two rapper Rap making the best Rap And most insulting Rap toward the other rapper:

1st: 10 props

2nd: 5 props

3rd: 3 props

4th: 1 prop

5th: 0 Благодарности

So make your rap good And hope Ты take first Oh yeah And Use as Many swears as Ты want Ты don't have to block them This is a free off your head rap battle so think well and good luck....Xscash232

part 23 white fangs

posted by nikaitla

THE CALL OF KIND

The months came and went. There was plenty of Еда and no work in the Southland, and White Fang lived fat and prosperous and happy. Not alone was he in the geographical Southland, for he was in the Southland of life. Human kindness was like a sun shining upon him, and he flourished like a цветок planted in good soil.

And yet he remained somehow different from other dogs. He knew the law even better than did the Собаки that had known no other life, and he observed the law еще punctiliously; but still there was about him a suggestion of lurking ferocity, as though the Wild still...

part 22 white fangs

posted by nikaitla

THE GOD'S DOMAIN

Not only was White Fang adaptable by nature, but he had travelled much, and knew the meaning and necessity of adjustment. Here, in Sierra Vista, which was the name of Judge Scott's place, White Fang quickly began to make himself at home. He had no further serious trouble with the dogs. They knew еще about the ways of the Southland gods than did he, and in their eyes he had qualified when he accompanied the gods inside the house. волк that he was, and unprecedented as it was, the gods had sanctioned his presence, and they, the Собаки of the gods, could only recognise this sanction....

part 21 whte fangs

posted by nikaitla

THE SOUTHLAND

White Fang landed from the steamer in San Francisco. He was appalled. Deep in him, below any reasoning process или act of consciousness, he had associated power with godhead. And never had the white men seemed such marvellous gods as now, when he trod the slimy pavement of San Francisco. The log cabins he had known were replaced by towering buildings. The streets were crowded with perils - waggons, carts, automobiles; great, straining Лошади pulling huge trucks; and monstrous cable and electric ears hooting and clanging through the midst, screeching their insistent menace after...

part 20 white fangs

posted by nikaitla

CHAPTER VI - THE LOVE-MASTER

As White Fang watched Weedon Scott approach, he bristled and snarled to Реклама that he would not Отправить to punishment. Twenty-four hours had passed since he had slashed open the hand that was now bandaged and held up by a строп, слинг to keep the blood out of it. In the past White Fang had experienced delayed punishments, and he apprehended that such a one was about to befall him. How could it be otherwise? He had committed what was to him sacrilege, sunk his fangs into the holy flesh of a god, and of a white-skinned superior god at that. In the nature of things, and...

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part 19 white fangs

posted by nikaitla

THE INDOMITABLE

"It's hopeless," Weedon Scott confessed.

He sat on the step of his кабина and stared at the dog-musher, who responded with a shrug that was equally hopeless.

Together they looked at White Fang at the end of his stretched chain, bristling, snarling, ferocious, straining to get at the sled-dogs. Having received sundry lessons from Matt, сказал(-а) lessons being imparted by means of a club, the sled-dogs had learned to leave White Fang alone; and even then they were lying down at a distance, apparently oblivious of his existence.

"It's a волк and there's no taming it," Weedon Scott announced....

part 16 white fangs

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THE MAD GOD

A small number of white men lived in Fort Yukon. These men had been long in the country. They called themselves Sour-doughs, and took great pride in so classifying themselves. For other men, new in the land, they felt nothing but disdain. The men who came ashore from the steamers were newcomers. They were known as CHECHAQUOS, and they always wilted at the application of the name. They made their хлеб with baking-powder. This was the invidious distinction between them and the Sour-doughs, who, forsooth, made their хлеб from sour-dough because they had no baking-powder.

All of which...

part 15 white fangs

posted by nikaitla

THE ENEMY OF HIS KIND

Had there been in White Fang's nature any possibility, no matter how remote, of his ever coming to fraternise with his kind, such possibility was irretrievably destroyed when he was made leader of the sled-team. For now the Собаки hated him - hated him for the extra meat bestowed upon him by Mit-sah; hated him for all the real and fancied favours he received; hated him for that he fled always at the head of the team, his waving brush of a tail and his perpetually retreating hind-quarters for ever maddening their eyes.

And White Fang just as bitterly hated them back. Being...

part 14 white fangs

posted by nikaitla

THE FAMINE

The spring of the год was at hand when Grey бобр, бобёр, бивер finished his long journey. It was April, and White Fang was a год old when he pulled into the Главная villages and was loosed from the упряжь, ремень безопасности by Mit-sah. Though a long way from his full growth, White Fang, Далее to Lip-lip, was the largest yearling in the village. Both from his father, the wolf, and from Kiche, he had inherited stature and strength, and already he was measuring up alongside the full-grown dogs. But he had not yet grown compact. His body was slender and rangy, and his strength еще stringy than massive, His пальто was...

part 13 white fangs

posted by nikaitla

THE COVENANT

When December was well along, Grey бобр, бобёр, бивер went on a journey up the Mackenzie. Mit-sah and Kloo-kooch went with him. One sled he drove himself, drawn by Собаки he had traded for или borrowed. A секунда and smaller sled was driven by Mit-sah, and to this was harnessed a team of puppies. It was еще of a toy affair than anything else, yet it was the delight of Mit-sah, who felt that he was beginning to do a man's work in the world. Also, he was learning to drive Собаки and to train dogs; while the Щенки themselves were being broken in to the harness. Furthermore, the sled was of some service,...

part 12 white fangs

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CHAPTER IV - THE TRAIL OF THE GODS

In the fall of the year, when the days were shortening and the bite of the frost was coming into the air, White Fang got his chance for liberty. For several days there had been a great hubbub in the village. The summer camp was being dismantled, and the tribe, bag and baggage, was preparing to go off to the fall hunting. White Fang watched it all with eager eyes, and when the tepees began to come down and the canoes were Загрузка at the bank, he understood. Already the canoes were departing, and some had disappeared down the river.

Quite deliberately he determined...