The Fight
Chapter 1
The white wolf growled softly. She knew that Greyback was hiding in those dark trees. The white wolf stared into it, her yellow eyes glinting. Her beautiful white furry fur glowed in the moonlight.
Slowly, a grey wolf stepped into the moonlight. He growled at the white wolf. "Frost," he said to her. "Tell Storm -" he growled at the mention of saying the leader of the wolves name - "That I am suffering out here. I've got nothing to eat!" He growled fiercely again.
"How dare you tell me to say anything to Storm!" said Frost. "You - you killed Storm's - Storm's. . . " she looked away from Greyback, and stopped talking and was silent for a few seconds. "You are not welcome here. Go away from here! I hate you, Greyback! Everyone hates you, and Storm the most of all. He would kill you if he saw you here! Get out of here." She growled, and stepped nearer to Greyback.
"Oh, so that's how you want it to be," said Greyback, and growled, then pounced on Frost.
Together the two wolves growled and bit at each other. Greyback bit at Frost's leg, and Frost whined loudly. The fight went on. Then after a few horrible minutes, Greyback had Frost to the ground. Her leg was bleeding badly, and under Greyback's eye there was a long gash that was bleeding.
"Well, give up Frost!" growled Greyback.
Frost said nothing, but her lent back her white furry head.
Greyback stared at her for a second, then walked slowly away from her, back into the dark woods.
Frost lay there for a while, but she knew she needed to get back to Storm - the whole pack of wolves. But she was hurt badly.
Then, after a few more minutes, something came towards Frost. It was another wolf.
