Birth of the Wolf Alpha (For the Battle of the Stories)

The wolf stalked through the woods, intent on finding prey. His stomach rumbled as he trekked through the frozen wasteland that his home had become. It had been nearly a week since he'd eaten, and he wasn't going to let himself die of hunger. Snow chilled his paws with every step, assisting the cold wind in freezing him to death. The wolf had been hunting alone for hours. His pack had offered to accompany him, but he had forcefully declined their offer. He was more efficient without a rowdy band of starving wolves following him around.

But how much prey have you caught, lone wolf?

The wolf jumped in shock. He looked around for the other wolf who had spoken to him, but there was nothing but swirling white as far as his eyes could see. The leaf-ridden trees were barely visible through the cloak of snow surrounding the wolf. He pricked his ears, but all he could hear was the howling wind and moaning branches. Sighing, he decided to try going back to the den empty-pawed. There was nothing that he could do to find the body of the voice.

But do you know which way is home?

Flattening his ears, the wolf backed into a tree. "Who are you?!" he called into the wind, only to get a falling branch in response. The wolf dodged out of the way just in time as the branch came crashing down. He observed the branch, looking for clues as to why it had fallen...

Fresh claw marks.

A growl rose in the wolf's throat as he turned his head up. Nothing was in the tree at the moment, but he wasn't fooled. If a wolf could manage to climb a tree covered in slick ice, they would probably have no problem with concealment.

"Fatal, you will be completely excluded from any food if that's you," the wolf bellowed. He secretly hoped that it was the mischievous omega as opposed to something deadly. The last thing the pack needed was more strife. Of course, if it was danger, the wolf would certainly investigate without hesitation. Alone.

''Why go it alone when you have such a faithful pack, wolf? You need to let them help you from time to time. Yet, you are - by far - the strongest. I would assume that an alpha wolf would carry this trait. But letting the weak follow the mighty is the way to greatness.''

There it was again. It was definitely not Fatal's voice, and presumably not a wolf if it was calling him "wolf".

Work in PROGRESSSSS!!! :d:d:d:d:d

Uhh, ignore that. WIP. :)