Chapter 5

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                                                   CHAPTER 5

Please read prologue and chapters 1-4 before reading this chapter.

River bolted up and looked around. Hedge got up to and growled at the unseen enemy. Bronzewing ran over and pushed Hedge back with his paw. “You are not going out to fight! You are still healing and may not go out and reopen them!” He said angrily.

“I guess I’m going to have to be extra careful then.” Hedge said with a smile.

Hedge turned and bolted outside. River shrugged at Bronzewing and followed him at the same speed.

When she got out the fog had passed. The camp was filled with every warrior. She gazed around and caught her eye on the enemy they had seen. It was a white arctic wolf she recognized as Glacier, a White Snow Pack warrior. Though the White Snow Pack was not their ally yet, they were far from their enemy.

Hummingbird bolted from his den and stopped at the group formed at the entrance. He pushed his way through until he was tail-lengths from Glacier. He examined the white wolf that appeared to be out of breath. Padding up to him and opened his mouth to speak.

“The Black Creek Pack has attacked our camp!” Glacier yelled before Hummingbird good say a word. “Please! We need help!”

Hummingbird nodded. “We understand. Hill and Pond will stay back in case anyone attacks camp. The rest of the warriors will come with me and Glacier.”

River was thankful that Hummingbird had forgotten that Hedge had been hurt. She was also thankful that for once she could join the other wolves on an actual mission. She padded along with the others as they began to leave through the entrance.

When they reached the outside she could feel a disturbance in the air. It seemed hotter than usual and smelled like smoke. It overwhelmed her senses. Looking around she noticed that everyone else smelled it too. Sycamore had to keep Rose up with his shoulder just so they could keep walking. Each step made it stronger and stronger until it was almost unbearable.

“That’s it...!” Said Thistle “I can’t take it anymore!”

“Good, because we’re here.” Glacier said sadly.

River looked up to see the White Snow camp in flames. Every tree was burning; every wolf was trying to run from the fire. What scared her the most were the highly-practiced cackling laughter of the Black Creek wolves standing on the stone ledge above the camp.

Oh no River thought.