Warclaw by Samantha McGivern Page A

Warclaw walked into the trees to let Marko have some time alone with his desist father. Warclaw came back a few minutes later, and as Marko said his final goodbye, Warclaw started to cover the body with dirt before walking away. This was an end of an era for Marko. His father and pack were dead and now he was all alone. Marko walked next to Warclaw. It looked like he was going to have to take up on Warclaw’s offer and join him. What choice did he have? He had nothing to go back to or any-wolf to help him except Warclaw. “Warclaw is it okay if I take up that offer? You know when we were walking to Manto the other day? Do you mind if I take it up now and join you?” Warclaw looked at Marko and smiled. Being happy was now something Warclaw enjoyed and he was sure that having Marko as a disposable asset was a big advantage if he ever had one. “Sure Marko. Welcome to freedom.” Warclaw said happily.
    Warclaw’s plan had started to take shape now. Warclaw had decided on the best way to get rid of his pack, but unknowingly to Marko, he was going to be the bait for Warclaw’s master plan. Marko still believed that Warclaw was pleasant and that he would never harm him but that was not the case. No, in fact Warclaw only thought about protecting himself and looking after himself. Marko was going to have to come up with a good plan if he wanted to survive and live a lot longer than Warclaw. But for the mean time there was peace in the land. Or so it was thought…
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    “Where the hell did those wolves come from?” Wren shouted.
    “I don’t know Wren. I honestly don’t!”
    “Well they aren’t working for Warclaw. I asked one of them.” Wren huffed annoyed. “Well I am sure we’ll have something soon Wren.” Will said empathetically. There was movement behind them. Will turned around and looked towards the movement. The bush rustled and then it stopped. “Come out!” Wren shouted. There was more movement. “NOW!” Wren shouted again but louder. Slowly a wolf came out from behind the bushes. “Quicker.” The wolf picked up pace and kept their head hung low. “Wibeke?” He asked confused. There was silence. The wolf slowly raised its head. Their body was weak and their fur was covered with bits of bush and dried blood. Wren walked up to the wolf and looked into its eyes. “What happened, Wibeke?” Wren instantly knew who this was. He could tell by her weakened posture and her eyes. “Where have you been?” Wren embraced her in a hug and then stood back to look at her. “Are you hurt? Have you eaten?” Each time a question was asked Wibeke said nothing. She was ashamed to have left the pack like that. It was wrong of her to do such a horrible thing. “Wibeke say something?”
    “I’m sorry.” Her voice was just as weak as her body. Wibeke’s body started to sway from one side to the other before finally falling onto Wren. Seeing that Wibeke was going to fall to the ground, Wren ran up to Wibeke and caught her just before she fell to the floor. She lay across his back and he then gently rested her against a rock, before lying in front of her. “Why are you sorry?” Wibeke didn’t say anything. Walking up behind Wren, Will gently placed his paw upon his back before saying, “Wren let her rest.” Will advised. Nodding his head, Wren pulled Wibeke over his back and took her to where she could rest. She looked torn and broken. It broke his heart seeing her like this. The row they had had days ago had caused so much destruction to the pack as Wibeke was their leader and some-wolf that they could trust, but then she had just vanished into thin air. And now she was badly hurt and broken. As Warclaw had said, it was all down to Wren.
    Coming to an area that was quiet, Wren lay Wibeke down. He looked around to see if there was any-wolf near but there wasn’t, to his relief. “Will,” Wren calmly said before walking over to him “let the pack know that Wibeke is back. But tell them that