Sniff, sniff. I could smell all of my surroundings. Sniff, sniff. I had 3 brothers and 1 sister. Sniff, sniff. I could smell my mothers milk. Sniff, sniff.  But I couldn't smell my mother. Where is she?  I wondered. Sniff, sniff. I licked where my mother always is. There were still some drops of milk. Lick, lick. It was delicious. My sister's name is Moon, my older brother's name is Spark, my second older brother's name is Swift, and my younger brother's name is Sharp. My name is Star. Where is she?  I wondered. "Whimper,"  That was  my sister Moon. "It's okay," I whispered. "Mother will come back, she always does!" I yelped. "Yea, but she hasn't been gone this long!" she whined. "Don't worry," I said. "Our pack belongs to the mountains," I started. "And the mountains belong to the pack," Moon finished. "Ssshhh!" Spark growled. "Someone's coming!" "Is it Mother?" asked Sharp. "I don't know.." Spark replied. "But, I know someone's coming," he growled.

Sniff, sniff.  "It's Mother," I yelped happily. "How do you know?" whined Moon. "I can smell her milk!" I happily yapped. Then she came in. She had silver fur, with gold at the tips of her ears and her chest.  She was the most beautiful wolf I had ever seen. Probably because she's the 2nd female wolf I've seen. I lunged for the hind nibble. Those ones always had the best milk! Suck, suck. "Mother, will you tell us the story of the Mountain Spirits again?" asked Swift. "Of course," she said. "Once, a long time ago, 5 wolves roamed the mountains. These wolves were the Mountain Spirits. They kept the packs from starting war. One day, the packs started fighting. The Spirits all came down and tried to stop the war. But it didn't work. One of the wolves, you're great, great grand wolf, said, 'Either pick a side or die.' So the Spirits each chose a side. Raven, the Alpha of them, chose our pack. During the war, all the Alpha's called their Spirits to come see them, and killed them. They said that they weren't good enough to live. But, our pack won.

"That's the story of our Spirits. They were brave, my little pups, and I want you to be brave too," she barked.  My eyes started to droop, and soon, I was asleep. I was awaken by someone running into me. "Get off me!" I growled. "Sorry Star! I'm playing with Sharp!" yelped Spark. I got up and he rolled off me. I shook my fur. "Well, be careful or I'll tell Mother!" I snapped. I looked all around for Mother. Where is she?  I wondered. Then I smelled her. I walked to the entrance and saw her and a few other wolves walking into the area. "Come out, little ones," Mother said. "Really?" I asked. "Yes," Mother barked. I trotted out. Sniff, sniff. I smelled a lot of things! Squirrels, trees, Mother, wolves. It was amazing!  "Pups, this is your father," said Mother. A silver and black wolf trotted out from behind her. The wolf had some red stuff in his mouth. He dropped it in front of me and my siblings. Sniff, sniff. It smelled delicious!