His name was Morcant.
He was a young adventurous lad whose desire for adventure could never be quenched. He lived with his parents in Houston, Texas and attended the Central High School. With blonde hair, blue eyes, fairly pointed nose and exclusively pink lips, one could say he was one handsome dude. He was once recommended for modeling to advertise a New york brand but he wasn't interested.
Today he was graduating from high school. Seeing the was he was happy, I e would have thought he had a date that evening which was rampant among graduands. But something else was behind his happiness.
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Drawx stood high upon the mountains, watching his pack from a distance. It was joyous. Everyone went about his or her own business. From he, the Alpha to the least, Omega, no one caused chaos. For thirteen years, there hadn't been war.
The meat from the hunt the previous night had been shared that morning among all the families in the pack. Since then,other things that had been done were the cutting of logs and making of clothes.
But he feared.....
He feared that his once peaceful pack will soon become a war ground. He glanced at the scroll in his hand again.
"Lothar!"
"Yes Alpha."
"Announce a meeting for the wolf council."
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"Hey Morcant!" Fred greeted.
"Hi what's up?"
"Nothing much." Fred replied. "Just excited."
"Who wouldn't be?" Morcant intoned.
They both walked to the inner most part of the school that housed the event hall. Morcant was dressed in a blue suit and Fred in black.
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The cabin was quiet. Everyone was thinking. The wolf council was in distress.
"So what do we do?" Elder Xavier asked.
"I don't know." Drawx said "You know this guy's are tricky, we don't know what plan they'll come up with again."
"They're bastards." A wolf spat. "Why would they want to ruin a whole thirteen years of peace and tranquility." A cough stopped the murmurings. It was from Gwen, the Luna. No one could could question her. Everyone in the pack knew that cough. That cough was enough to silent the whole pack matter how silent it was.
Gwen was next to Drawx in the body of power. She was looking like an Alpha but cos she was female, she was called the Luna. She was in charge of the warriors and was wondering the strongest wolf in the pack. Drawx was mostly in charge of the administrative aspect.
"Since those bars have something up their sleeves,we too won't relax." Gwen said in a authoritative tone. She was more feared than Drawx. Drawx was lenient and free to move with. On the other hand, Gwen was cold and rarely smiled. Her smiles were mostly mischievous. Only a few like Drawx,Elder Xavier and Erica,her friend had seen her smile heartily.
As a pup,she separated herself from others and got joy in boyish plays.
"Okay, we'll recruit new warriors which would include two omegas." Drawx announced and was replied with murmurings.
"An Omega?"
Everyone knew who omegas were. They were the laziest,most useless and cunning wolves. They were weak and had bad habits like sleeping too much. The wolf council knew even one omega would be a liability to the army not to talk of two.
"SILENCE!!!" Drawx roared."That's my decision and it's final."
Everyone became quiet.
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Morcant walks to his room after the celebration of his graduation. He was over excited. While taking off his clothes,he calls Fred.
"Hi Fred, are you set?"
"Yes."
"Okay meet at my house tomorrow morning."
"Right." He drops the call.