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Storm lay awake in wonder and worry. His smoke gray fur glistened in the moonlight. Slowly, he rolled over, just to see the rest of his pack silently sleeping. 'Can't sleep?' A wolf thought suddenly. Startled, Storm leaped up and turned around. 'Oh, sorry.' Midnight, the female alpha and Storm's mate thought. Without a word, Storm laid down, facing Midnight. With her coal black fur, it was nearly impossible to see her, despite the moonlight.

'I can't sleep either. Full moon, I guess.' Midnight thought, yawning until you could see all of her perfect white teeth. Storm was silent for a moment, staring out over the beautiful lake, glistening with a faint orange color from the sky. 'Almost morning,' Storm thought, sighing. 'What are we going to do? The pack is over populated, and we can't hunt fast enough to feed all of the pack. I think we'll have to take two wolves out...the weakest ones, anyways.'

Midnight was shocked at what she was hearing...the two weakest ones were her 1 year old pups! 'No, Storm! We can't kick out Wind and Coal! They are our pups. They need us.' Midnight objected. Fuming, Midnight hastily got up and trotted into the thick brush, entering the dark forest. 'Wait.' Storm thought, running after Midnight. For awhile, there was no trace of her, but finally, he saw her sitting on a rock by the shore of the lake. Slowly, Storm walked up to Midnight and lay down. He could easily tell that Midnight was still mad. She didn't even look at him.

'I can't believe you'd do this to our daughter and our son. Wind is fast...she could hunt for us. Coal is fast and has good fighting skills. If he could get a little stronger, he can be a Delta Fighter. He can protect us. Please don't single them out of the pack.' Midnight pleaded, gazing into Storm's eyes. For once, Storm was speechless. Usually, he had some "smart" comment in him, but this time, he didn't. He just laid there...not daring to look in Midnight's eyes, for the fear he had of her kicking his butt.

Quickly and quietly, Storm thought, 'They're leaving...and that's the final word. Good night.' Storm promptly got up and ran back to the pack. Midnight sat there in shock, her mind filling with questions, starting a whirl pool. How can he do this? Will I ever see my pups again? Why would he do this? How can I save my pups? Will they be okay? Midnight's head began to hurt. She didn't bear to think of a life without her pups. Still shocked, Midnight got up and ran back to the pack. Slowly, she crept toward her sleeping pups, careful not to wake them. 'Goodbye. I will miss you deeply.' She thought, two tears landing exactly on their noses.