{"sf1_id":121062,"sf2_id":"214ob2Gn","title":"The Mayonian Pack- Chapter 2","author":"LoneWolf277","words":700,"posted_at":"2010-01-20T10:42:00.000Z","tags":["Character Development","Plot Development","Short Story","Story Progression","Wolf"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/121062-the-mayonian-pack-chapter-2","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/214ob2Gn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/82/b9/82b97db8-2437-4b5c-846f-b6f8fa03ee20","description":"#2 of The Mayonian Pack","content":"All characters are fictional and a creation of the author's mind and in no way related to or based off any character real or fictional. Copywrite 2010 © Lone Wolf Productions. No part written or digital may be reproduced in any form without expressed written consent from the author.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n**Chapter 2:**\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n**Flash forward**\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\*Gasp\\*\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; I stood and quickly looked around. After realizing that it was all a dream; I calmed down and caught my breath.\u0026nbsp;I lay down and rubbed my ears with my paws. I sighed and tried to fall asleep again, I could not. I was lost in deep thought.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \"Why do I keep having these dreams?\" I muttered.\n\nFor the past week I have been having flashbacks from my puppy hood.\u0026nbsp;This most recent episode took place 5 years ago; that fateful day when I lost my mother and brothers.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; I sniffed, detecting a new scent on the air.\u0026nbsp;This scent was not a threat, it was my mate Akachi. I stood up, smiled and wagged my tail. Walking up to her, I nuzzled her. A look of concern was on her face.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \"What's wrong?\" I asked.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \"I'm worried,\" she said, \"Food is getting scarce, and we have three puppies to feed. I am also worried about you. You do not look well. You look tired, weary, and concerned.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \"I am. The lack of food is not only a concern for you and I, but for the entire pack.\u0026nbsp;There are 23 of us, and only enough food for half of that. And these dreams I keep having are not helping the situation.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"What dreams?\" she asks, looking genuinely concerned for my health.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; I told her of my dream.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \"I've been having these dreams from my childhood\" I pause, \" about my first year, when I lost my family.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \"You've got to relax. I know these are troubling times for us, but you've got to stop being so tense.\" She said.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \"Right now, I don't think I can possibly relax. I mean how can I when I've got the pack counting on my leadership and I just lead us right into a famine zone?\" I retorted.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \"Well... lemme show you...\" she said with a suggestive look on her face.\u0026nbsp;My ears perked up, I wagged my tail.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Well I guess I can relax just a bit,\" I thought.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!i!\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \n\nFun... Well at least my day was just made 400% better.\u0026nbsp;Stress relieved, tongue lolling, tail wagging; I sat, content, just enjoying the ecstasy that had just washed over me.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; With the day half over and my stomach empty, it was time to go find some food.\u0026nbsp;I trotted into the forest, nose to the ground.\u0026nbsp;My keen nose detected a snowshoe trail.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \"Food... wonderful food...\" I thought to myself.\n\nI stopped short.\u0026nbsp;Less that ten yards from me was a buck. That's the good thing about being a wolf, even though deer aren't in season, it doesn't matter.\u0026nbsp;I lay down and tried to form a plan.\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe snow drifts will provide cover, as will the trees and shrubbery here.\u0026nbsp;Plan formed, throwing caution to the wind; I stalked forward.\u0026nbsp;The approach was easy, but a stray breeze blew my scent toward the deer. He stopped turned and looked right at me.\u0026nbsp;Everything next happened in a flash, the deer took off running, instantly I pursued him.\n\nA inherited trait, big paws, helped me greatly.\u0026nbsp;Unlike the deer I was able to run on top of the snow, while he sunk. Even with this advantage the chase was still exhausting, due to the lack of food.\u0026nbsp;We danced together through trees and shrubs, and finally he made the fatal mistake. Drifting off the compacted snow, his feet caught and he fell. I made that finalizing strike, and the deer breathed his last breath.\n\nDragging the deer back to the den was no easy task, but I made it. My mate was delighted. This food will last us for a few days. We ate until we could eat no more.\n\nDay passed and night came... stomach full, happy, and content I drifted off into a peaceful sleep...\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"The Mayonian Pack","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/120812-the-mayonian-pack-chapter-1.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/123004-the-mayonian-pack-chapter-6.json"}}