" Who are you" I growled.

" An old friend" he said a black wolf a friend hah! The Frist

lesson I learned was never trust a black wolf I once trusted a

black wolf and his name was Ben and he went to join some big

Southern Pack and abandoned me by myself. This might be

Ben the wolf I hate to the ends of the earth. This is horrible what

does he want he's hurt me more than that can heal. I decided to

say " Ben is that you?" I said it with a snarl.

" Of course Ayra who else would it be" Ben snickered.

" What are you doing here? Aren't you with a pack?" I growled .

" Yes, but I wanted to visit my old friend" he smiled.

" Yeah right. Why are you really here?" I asked.

" Ayra, Ayra, Ayra word in the woods is that you started a pack

of your own. I was wondering if I could join and be the leader of

course" he said.

"Never you've already hurt me enough and I'm not going to let

yet hurt my friend like you hurt my friends" I growled and turned

away. " Ayra your mentor me has a better chance to lead a pack

I'm way more exprenticed than you" he said.

" You'll have to fight me" I growled I turned around when Ben

had already jumped to fight me I wasn't prepared and I was on

the ground I nipped his shoulder and he snapped at my neck but

missed. Then a flash of red came by and pined Ben on the

ground " Scram" the wolf growled Ben ran away with his tail

between his legs but I wasn't happy at all " Suriously! Really you

just had to that!" I yelled I'm pretty sure I scared him.

" I'm sorry I just thought you could use some help, and, and by

the way I'm Garth what your name?" he said with a strong tone

and I was impressed of course and the pack needs more

members so of course I asked him if he could join.

" Sure Id love to" he said I lead him to camp.

" Garth guys, guys Garth" I was tiered and I went right bed.